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His eyes pop open again, and he stares at me as a myriad of emotions flicker over his face.

Then he leans into me, and rolling me onto my back, he kisses me as if I’m the most precious thing to him.

Chapter 29

KNIGHT

All my men are gathered in front of the mansion and the SUVs stand ready.

Cassia comes out the front door, and when they all look at her, jealousy surges in my chest.

She’s wearing a tight as fuck, deep-red pencil dress with the sleeves hanging off her shoulders. Her hair is curled, and her makeup makes her look like a seductive siren.

I notice the holster strapped to her shoulder has my Heckler & Koch tucked into it.

Fuck. Don’t get hard. Don’t get hard. Don’t get hard.

Saunders opens his mouth, and I growl, “One word, and I’m shooting. Just one fucking word.”

Davies chuckles, patting me on the back. “Lucky bastard.”

I know. Trust me, I know.

Stepping forward, I place my hand on her hip. “You look fucking hot.”

“Not what I was going for,” she mutters. “I wanted to look badass.”

“You do.” I step back and glance at all the men. “You have your orders. Let’s move out.”

I stalk to the SUV at the end of the line and open the backdoor, then turn to watch as Cassia walks toward me, looking every bit the head of the Greek mafia that she is.

She slides into the back, and I join her while Davies and Miller get into the front. Miller starts the engine and waits for the other SUVs to move before he follows them.

I lean into Cassia and ask, “Ready?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be.”

“My Heckler & Koch looks good on you,” I mention.

“I’m glad you like it,” she chuckles.

“We all like it,” Davies mutters.

I dart forward and slap him upside the head.

“What?” he pretends to look all innocent.

“You know what,” I grumble.

Ten minutes later, when we turn up the road where Savvas lives, Davies presses on his earpiece and says, “Radio check.”

I hear him clearly through my earpiece and mutter, “Check.”

One by one, every man checks in, then Saunders’ voice sounds in my ear, “Approaching mansion.”

Cassia grabs hold of my thigh, a nervous expression tightening her features.

I place my hand on hers and give her a squeeze. “Everything will go according to plan.”

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