Page 52 of Seducer

“Don’t underestimate her. She is very good with disguises and secrecy.”

“Gotcha. I assure you that there ain’t a person alive who can hide from me.”

I gave him another look. The man was so sure of himself. “That’s what I’m counting on.”

Another day had passed and I’d shocked myself by maintaining control. I’d even ignored the need to watch her sleeping a second time. Should I be proud of myself or worried?

My cell phone chirped and I closed my eyes briefly before reaching for it. I’d spent the rest of the limited morning attempting to discover anything else I could on Ms. Capshaw. Nothing stood out. She was simply just existing. I glanced at the screen and laughed.

“I’m on my way, Xander,” I insisted by way of answering.

“You’ll be late. That drives me nuts about you.”

“Get a grip, bro. It’s lunch, not a board meeting.” I laughed from hearing my brother’s tone. Wilder wasn’t usually concerned about timing. We didn’t need to be. We didn’t punch in or out at work. I’d had my head buried in going over some new design plans as requested by Xander. He’d recently returned from atrip overseas, securing additional customers in some lucrative markets.

That left the latest gaming concept on my desk. We were at least two months from release, but the buzz was already building that the as of yet unnamed game would be the star in our repertoire.

That’s what had been said about Dark Nights months before.

I’d locked myself in the production office, going over notes with Xander’s lovely wife. Jessica had become a powerhouse in her own right, a commanding presence in the industry. She also had some damn good ideas since she’d been a designer prior to coming to work with our company.

And falling in love with my brother.

The moment I’d surfaced, it was as if we had a marketing crisis on our hands.

I grabbed my keys, taking long strides as I headed out the door. While doing so, I jogged down the stairs to where the administrative area was located, taking a few extra minutes to weave my way through the jungle of cubicles. There was no one that reminded me of my beautiful wild kitty.

The darkness in her room had prevented me from capturing every feature, but the electricity we shared would give her identity away. Of that I was certain.

When I returned, I’d have a long chat with her boss.

Things were looking up.

I had a sweet pet to play with.

As I drove, my thoughts drifted to a few nights before. My cock throbbed twice as soon as I did. The entire situation with hercar being disabled continued to trouble me. Was it possible she hadn’t really been the target? Was someone attempting to use her to infiltrate our operations?

No, that didn’t make any sense. The timing was off.

However, it also seemed too coincidental, something I didn’t buy in the least.

I’d instilled in Walker that time was of the essence. I wasn’t certain exactly why I felt that way, but I did, nonetheless. Or perhaps my patience truly was running out.

There was no one on this planet that would call me a decent human being. Well, except for my two brothers. To be honest, in comparison to what I suspected they’d done in their lives, including heinous acts of violence, I was probably considered an angel child.

Not by God. He’d long since forsaken me, assured I was a lost cause. The devil had his clutches on me and had since I was a kid.

There was a single reason I was musing over my past, deeds that had driven me to the understanding my soul would never be saved.

The woman, the lovely Sara.

A beautiful woman with eyes a color meant for rainbows and spring flowers. I was torn with my deep hunger to consume every inch of her. That would mean I’d need to invade her life. Walker had managed to fix Wild Kitty’s car, albeit he’d needed to replace several hoses as well as the ignition starter. He hadn’t elaborated on how the asshole had managed to disable her vehicle other than that the perpetrator had done so quickly,ripping apart everything they could to keep her from going anywhere.

I couldn’t be certain it was Jerry because he’d spent his night at the club. Maybe he’d been used as a distraction. Now that he was dead, I’d never find out. At least not in the method I preferred using.

The fucker hadn’t counted on a savior hiding in the shadows, prepared to swoop in and save her. Hell, I certainly hadn’t intended on breaking my stance on privacy, but memories of the night only a few days before lingered in my mind.

Was she really an innocent girl? It was obvious why she was working at the club in addition to maintaining her position at the company. She was merely attempting to make ends meet. Her brother’s tuition for the semester was late. It was also pricey as fuck. I had yet to delve into her brother’s life, but why wasn’t he helping her out?

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