Page 90 of Morally Gray Daddies

“Then no more, okay?”

“Okay.”

I turned to look at Aubrey. “And you, Ms. Taryn? Do you have any lies you want to get out of your system before we proceed?”

She gave a sharp shake of her head.

“Excellent.” I turned back to Sonja, slowly lowering the weapon. “Now, as I said, I’m simply here to do my job.”

“I have no way of getting into my father’s safe,” she blurted out.

I smiled. “I can understand why you might think that’s what I need access to. But don’t worry; I’m not here for his money.”

She frowned. “I can’t get on his computer either.”

“I don’t need you to.”

She shot a glance at Aubrey before looking back. “I don’t understand, then,” she said in confusion. “What do you want?”

I gazed down. “You.”

Her brows scrunched, eyes blinking as she processed what I’d just said. It took a few seconds before her body suddenly deflated, the portent behind my words taking hold. “Oh, god… You’re going to kidnap me, aren’t you?”

I held up my free hand. “Again, I can understand where you might think that an option, especially considering it’s the crime du jour where your father’s business associates come from, but… no, still not what I came here for.”

“Then, what?” she cried.

I glanced around the poolside. “Before I tell you, I think we should move to someplace less out in the open and conspicuous.”

Both women followed my gaze. As Sonja’s eyes came back to mine, she licked her lips, her body tensing even further.

Don’t try to be a hero, Ms. Delgado. Better to be smart and alive than brave and dead…

“If you wouldn’t mind, please.” I motioned to the sliding glass door that led into the house.

Sonja held herself balanced on the edge of her chaise then in a flash she started as I was afraid she might. Scrambling over the cushion of her chair, she landed on the other side, legs crooked to push off in a sprint for the patio gate.

It took me two quick strides to come up beside Aubrey, my hand fisting into her hair. She gave a sharp yelp of pain as I grasped her, and the sound brought Sonja to a halt, her body frozen in a half-crouch pointed toward the gate that led out from the patio.

“Ms. Delgado, I really wouldn’t advise doing what I suspect you’re thinking of doing. I assure you I’ll have no problem splattering your pretty little friend’s brains all over the poolside and still have enough time to get you, too.”

“Sonja,” Aubrey whimpered in a tone that made my cock kick in response.

Sonja hovered on the edge of fight-flight as I stood there silently, the barrel of the gun pressed tight to her friend’s head.

“Please tell me what you want,” she said softly, slowly standing up.

“I promise, I will. But…” I pointed again to the door. “Inside.”

Still, she hesitated, which was not unexpected.

Time to make things perfectly clear.

I wrenched Aubrey’s head savagely, strands of her hair ripping through my fingers. Where a moment ago she’d yelped, now she shrieked in agony as I shoved the weapon hard against her skull.

“Now,” I growled coldly.

“Okay, okay, okay!” Sonja cried, holding up her hands in defeat. She began to back toward the house, but I remained where I was, gripping Aubrey as she sobbed.

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