Page 25 of Foxy Filthy Omega

A pretty smile with a very attractive face and big blue eyes that made her look innocent when she widened them just so.It was enough to draw anyone into her trap, but if you paid attention, you could see she was watching everything.

She didn’t miss a single thing and it actually made me a little nervous to see just how clever and observant she was in person.

It was only a matter of time before she figured me out too which meant I had to finish this job as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately, it appeared as though Francesca Lopez didn’t have a single weakness other than her penchant for being a pain in the ass.

Not that I could blame her.

She didn’t like me and the reason was obvious. I was here to replace her previous partner and she didn’t want to accept that in any way, shape, or form.

I had to find a way to overcome that.

Showing her how competent I was would be a way to do that, but…

Normally, I avoided fighting at all costs, but not because I couldn’t do it or didn’t like it. I avoided it because it was fucking dangerous and destructive.

I couldn’t always trust myself if I went too far which was why I knew that when it came down to it, Frankie would always beat me.

She was far more committed than I was – more engaged and in control. I had a feeling she could be drowning in bloodlust and she’d never accidentally target the wrong person. Because of that, she could step in and out of that mindset like it was nothing, even in a setting like this.

I had to stay passive or I could accidentally kill her and not even realize it until it was too late which meant she’d always have the advantage.

She could go full out with no repercussions.

Frankie dropped her hands, somehow sensing something that should be undetectable. “If you don’t like to fight, then why did you join the military?”

I shrugged, not sure how to answer that. I didn’t know how she picked up on the things she did, but it was starting to get on my fucking nerves.

Did she have to be good ateverything?

Clearing my throat, I took a step forward, getting into her space. It was the only thing that seemed to throw her off, but this time she didn’t react at all.

It wasn’t like I expected this to be easy.

When I’d gotten the call from my contact, I’d thought they were fucking with me when they’d told me what the payout was for this job. Then I’d gotten a wire transfer for the first half and I’d applied to Genesis that very same day.

This would be the last job I’d ever have to take. I could retire after this and go wherever I wanted and do whatever I felt like doing.

All I had to do was figure out her weakness – something that could be used to keep her from taking over the Lopez pack.

That shouldn’t be difficult.

Everyone had at least one weakness. It was just a matter of time before they revealed it and I was a patient person.

Waiting as long as I needed to for the right moment was one of my strong suits and this job should have been no different than any of the others.

Except it was.

I hadn’t expected her to be so fuckingperfect. Francesca may not have the red eyes, but her track record was flawless and there was nothing anyone could use against her.

Not yet at least.

“Well, I prefer boxing,” Frankie told me, opening up for the first time. “It’s really fun.”

And she had the perfect build for it.

Boxing could be deadly with the kind of speed she had. Frankie could dance around opponents like they were standing still and she seemed to know exactly where to hit someone to do the most damage.

---