Page 124 of Divine Obsession

“Then after I won the game, I took my real trophy of the night, and fucked your tits in my blacked-out Ferrari.”

“Trevor.”

“Skipped the game’s after-party and fucked some more at my place off campus–”

“Stop.”

He frowned, faking concern. “What’s wrong? I thought we were reminiscing.”

Trevor sat across from me, leaning back in his chair as he watched me. The expression on his face that let everyone know not to fuck with him.

I wouldn’t win this round. No matter what I did now, I couldn’t change the past. We had fucked.Raw. So many times… There was no point pretending otherwise.

I spread out some files in front of me, their contents a tangle of financial reports, shipping manifests, and law enforcement memos that put both of us in horrible positions. The words blurred slightly as I skimmed them again. I blinked, forcing myself to concentrate on anything but the steady heartbeat between my thighs.

“This doesn’t add up,” I said, doing my best to switch topics. “The timing’s too perfect. Two shipments intercepted within days, both routes compromised. Arms for you, smuggled goods for me. And the intel fed to the authorities was identical in format.”

“Someone wanted us to notice,” Trevor said, his voice low and calm, slightly helping me relax.At least he was done being a dick.

“Exactly,” I said, focusing on the papers. “But why? If the goal was to cripple us, they didn’t finish the job. Both shipments were important, but not critical.”

Trevor leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. “To send a message. They weren’t trying to destroy. They were testing how far they could go without triggering an all-out war.”

“Or they were setting us up to destroy each other,” I countered, sliding one of the documents toward him. “The information about your arms deal came from someone inside my network. Or at least that’s what they want you to believe.”

His eyes flicked down, his jaw tightening. “And this.” He tapped the report in front of him. “Your smuggling routes were leaked through a back channel we’ve never used.”

I leaned back in my chair, crossing my arms. “So we agree. Someone’s playing us.”

Trevor cocked his head, studying me like he was trying to figure out if I actually believed my own words. “Doesn’t mean I trust you.”

“I could say the same.”

For a moment, neither of us spoke. The weight of the situation hung heavy between us, but it wasn’t just the business that made my chest tight.

It was him.

His presence. His voice. The way his eyes held mine a little too hard.

I forced myself to look away, pretending to focus on the files again. “We need to figure out who benefits from this. Someone with enough reach to hit both of us at the same time.”

“And if we find a common thread?”

“Then we neutralize it together,” I said, meeting his gaze.

His ebony eyes searched mine, and for a moment, I thought I saw his lip twitch.

He could say whatever he wanted about me acting different. I knew he liked it when I said exactly what I wanted andhowI wanted it.

“You got it.” He nodded, the words carrying more weight than they should have.

Our truce was fragile, like glass that could shatter at any moment.

For now, it was enough.

Chapter 33

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