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I bite down on my lip holding in the many nasty words I want to spit back at him but once again surrender to his demand.

“You have my word.”

Thirty-Two

SCARLETT

“You’re going to get caught,” I whisper to myself as I reach the back side of the beach house, where Ace parks his G-Wagon. I hide behind it looking into the house, spotting him in the kitchen. He’s putting something in a large bag as he turns off the lights, vanishing completely from my sight.

“Shit! It’s now or never, Scarlett. You need to make your play.” I look up to the door handle of the trunk and realize this is my only chance. I need to sneak in before he comes out and sees me, or worse, drives off. I slowly and quietly reach up to pull the handle down praying to God, or whoever is listening, that it is unlocked. It clicks softly, opening, and I gently pull it up enough that I can squeeze my body through.

Quick but careful not to make a sound, I climb into the back pulling the trunk door closed once I’m inside and shutting it with a small thump. I close my eyes hoping Ace didn’t hear, when I hear a loud thud coming from behind me. I look up over the backseat and see him locking the front door before he heads over to the car.He loudly opens the driver’s car door as I crouch down hiding in the trunk.

The engine starts, and he vigorously pulls out of the driveway speeding to the upcoming road. A dial sound comes on over the speakers as the ringing of a phone follows.

“You better be on your way,” Bass says over the car’s speakers.

“Change of plans, there is somewhere I need to be,” Ace answers back as he takes a sharp turn.

Bass groans. “Ace, he won’t like it.”

“Let me worry about that.”

Ace is different today, even being short with his best friend so I know something isn’t right. “I hope it’s not to get some pussy from that gorgeous specimen you call a girlfriend. I mean pussy is sweet and all, and I can only imagine what hers tastes like, but this. The Horsemen, we trump all of that man.”

Disgusted by Bass’s comment I nearly sit up and give him a piece of my mind but I remember what Agent Servite said. Ave can’t know I’m following him.

“I’m not going to her. This is far more important than some pussy,” he snaps, and I instantly cringe.Far more important than me, huh?The way they’re talking about me should disgust me, but I only feel the pain of Ace’s harsh words. A warm pussy to keep his dick warm is all I am to him.

He hangs up the phone and keeps driving for what seems like hours but when the car pulls to a stop and I look down at my phone and I see it’s only been about half an hour. Ace opens his door and steps out, moving around to open the passenger seat and grab the bag he flung over.

I jump, as quietly as I can, out of the back of the G-Wagon, closing the trunk gently before he sets the alarm. I quickly run to hide behind the truck parked beside us trying my best not to make a sound. Ace turns back slowly, and I almost think he’s caught me, but he simply shrugs his shoulders and heads toward the building where a man standing at the front whistles at him.

The large concrete building, which resembles an abandoned warehouse of sorts, spreads out across the entire property. I slowly creep up to the front of the parking lot, remaining hidden behind the parked cars and notice there are two men dressed in all black standing at the entrance. They quickly step aside as Ace approaches and open the door for him to enter the building.

Though just as I am about to head over, I hear a group of people approaching. There are two men in the finest looking three-piece suits each with two girls dressed in mini-skirts, strapless tops, and no less than five-inch heels, draped on their arms. Their faces are covered in layers of makeup and their hair is practically flawless. I look down at my attire, ripped jeans, and a cropped hoodie. There is no way I’m getting in looking like this. I look around and see no one else approaching, so I decide it’s now or never.

“Okay here goes nothing,” I whisper to myself as I head to the front door. The two men eye me warningly as I approach them. “Good evening, boys,” I say in the flirtiest voice I can muster.

They both pull down their dark shades and glare at me.

“If you’ll excuse me,” I say, trying to walk around them.

“Where do you think you’re going, sweetheart?” asks the taller of the two men.

“I um,” I falter not knowing what to say.

“You working tonight?” asks the other. Bingo, that’s my in.

“Yes! Yes, I am,” I answer a little too enthusiastically. They look me over once more making me feel slightly uncomfortable.

“Never seen you around here before, are you new?”

“Yes, it’s my first day, actually.”

The taller one the two men lets out a loud grunt. “Well, rule number one sunshine, you never go in through the guest entrance. All employees walk in through the side door,” he says, nodding to a hidden metal door down to the right end of the building.

“Got it.” I turn toward the door but number two grabs my arm.

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