Page 5 of Dangerous Contract: Part 1

“I... yes,” Trevor nodded. “But not to someone who will abuse her... badly. I don’t want bruises on her body. I can’t handle an investigation and shit.”

“Damn, you must hate this woman,” Raz muttered. “I’d like to see her. Do you have a picture of her?”

Raz wanted to see what type of woman would dare love this fool. Nodding, Trevor reached for his phone and then paused.

He lifted his head and said, “You can see her in person. She’s here. I brought her here with me.”

Raz cocked his head to the side. “You brought your wife here with you? To the place where you’re discussing having her killed?”

“I had no choice. It’s our anniversary, and she’s been wanting to come to this casino. Since this is our last anniversary, I felt I should take her out for a nice night.”

“That’s morbid as fuck,” Cas said. “I thought our family was fucked up. You’ve got us beat. The men in my family don’t have anything on you.”

“Where is she?” Raz asked, remembering the woman he’d been staring at moments ago.

“At the bar,” Trevor answered.

Shit. Raz stood. “Which bar? Can we see her from here?”

Trevor nodded.

“Get up,” Raz ordered Trevor while ignoring the puzzled look Cas gave him. “Come with me to the window and point her out to me.”

Trevor looked out the window. “That’s one of those one-way glasses or whatever they’re called, right? I can see her, but she can’t see me.”

“Yes. Get over here.”

Trevor rushed his lanky ass over to the window and looked out.

“Where is she?” Raz asked, staring at the woman in all black who was still seated in the lounge area.

She was theonlywoman seated in the lounge area. It couldn’t be her. There was no way a man like Trevor could get a woman like her. There were a few black women at the bar now. Trevor had to be referring to one of them. Cas approached them and stood on the other side of Raz.

“There she is.” Trevor placed his finger against the window, smudging the glass. “She’s the fat woman dressed in all black.”

“Where?” Cas asked.

The tension in Raz’s body relaxed. Trevor had saidfat woman. He couldn’t be talking about the curvy goddess Raz planned to approach after this meeting was over.

“She’s the one sitting in the lounge area,” Trevor told them. “Theonlyone sitting in the lounge area.”

Fuck!This bastard’s wife was the woman Raz wanted.

The woman he still intended to have.

CHAPTER THREE

I’ll Take Her

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“The one in the black dress and silver heels?” Raz asked in disbelief.

“Yeah. That’s her. Some men like overweight women. I can make some good money before I kill...”

Before the man could finish his sentence, Raz grabbed him by the collar and slammed him into the window. The sound, or the vibrations, caught the attention of the woman in black. She looked toward the window.

Their gazes met. Because of the one-way glass, she couldn’t see him. But he could see her brown eyes clearly. She squinted a bit as she stared at the glass. Though he knew she couldn’t see him, he still felt exposed under her gaze.

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