Page 27 of Rose
Cynthia’s smile never wavered.
“Well, we like bringing beautiful women into the bedroom with us. And ever since we laid eyes on you at your restaurant... we wanted you.”
Her tone dripped with lust, and Sarai fought the urge to gag.
“Keep them occupied a little longer, Gold.” Savior’s voice whispered in her earpiece.
She gave a subtle nod, and Cynthia mistook it as agreement.
The clock was ticking.
But Sarai smiled sweetly, knowing death was already in the room.
“Umm… okay. So, you want to do a threesome with... me?” Sarai asked, voice soft, innocent, playing dumb.
They both nodded without hesitation.
“Like my wife said, you’re beautiful. The most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on… besides my wife, of course,” Franklin said, flashing a smile that made her skin crawl.
Sarai flicked her gaze to Cynthia, who just smiled sweetly, the devil hiding behind pretty teeth.
“But what about the party?” Sarai asked, tilting her head, letting the question hang.
They both laughed like she’d told a joke.
“Those people aren’t worried about us, sweetheart,” Franklin said, slipping off his jacket, the residue of cocaine still dusted beneath his nose.
Cynthia scooted closer on the couch, her hand sliding onto Sarai’s thigh. The second her fingers touched skin, Sarai’s pulse flared with the urge to put a bullet between her eyes.
“Just relax. We just want to give you a good time,” Cynthia cooed.
Sarai forced a shy smile, swallowing the rising bile.
“Okay… but can I use the bathroom first? I need to freshen up.”
Cynthia pulled her hand back, still smiling.
“Of course. Right over there in the corner.”
As Cynthia stood, already peeling off her designer dress, Sarai slipped away, heart pounding but face calm.
She closed the bathroom door quietly, turned the faucet on to drown her voice, and took a deep breath.
“Gold, you good?” Savior’s voice crackled through the earpiece.
“Yeah. Everything good on your end?” she asked low, retrieving the Glock tucked beneath her dress, strapped tight against her thigh.
“Yeah… Sin made it to the dock. He’s waiting.”
Sarai exhaled slowly, steadying herself.
“Let’s end this shit. I’m in the last room down the hall, on the right.”
“All love,” Savior said.
“All love.” The words fell soft from her lips. What they always said before leaving each other, before pulling the trigger.
A knock on the door, then Cynthia’s voice, light but tinged with impatience.
