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“No one. I work alone, for myself. I don’t share my profits.”

“Is that so?” I drawl, closing the gap between us. Fucking hell, the scent coming from her bare skin only makes my cock harder. I don’t trust her, but I still want her.

She stands her ground, tries not to change the expression on her face, but she has so many tells. If I weren’t such a grumpy bastard, I’d admit they’ll all be fucking fun to discover.

“You have one more chance to come clean, or we do this the hard way. Your choice.”

“What’s the hard way?” She asks, lifting her chin.

“You’ll see. What’s it going to be?”

“I told you everything. My name is Madisyn Cohen. I’m a petty thief. I work for myself.”

She stops talking, her gaze skittish as she follows Ren walking across the room to the bag he’d left on a chair on entering the room. By the time he opens the bag, she swallows hard, and her eyes nervously whip to me, then Kaiser, before she lands her attention back on Ren.

She gets visibly flustered when Ren removes the device from the bag and places the saddle-like apparatus on a wide leather bench. By her expression, she has no idea what the contraption is. That’s going to make things interesting.

“What...” she asks, full of agitation. Ren takes the device and places it on a wide leather bench. He hands the remote to me. We’re going to get our answers out of her. All we have to do is displace her.

We could have just spanked her, but this will be so much more effective. We will unsettle her completely.

“What are you going to do to me?” she asks, injecting her voice with valor.

Chapter Thirteen

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Tristan

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“We’re going to makeyou talk.”

“I...”

Kaiser closes the gap between them. She does an excellent job of trying to ward him off. Clearly, she’s a skilled fighter, strong, and resilient. She’s fucking impressive, but obviously no match for Kaiser. With the grin on his face, he’s enjoying this a little too much.

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