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My wife.
Laid out beneath me.
Hooked up to monitors.
A scalpel in my hand.
And all the time in the world to explore her.
Chapter 42
STEPHANIE
There’s no way in hell I could ever step foot in the club again. Not after what Poppy told me. It’s weighed on me all day.
I don’t like hurting Finn.
That little white business card sits in the center of my desk like a taunt. I already have the details for my next victim without even needing to go back to the club. He’s an idiot threatening me and still ramming his personal details at me.
Mr. John Avery
Avery & Co. Law Firm
The longer I stare at it, the more pathetic it sounds, talk of acquisitions and mergers, all wrapped in a neat font and false prestige. It’s almost laughable.
I open my laptop, fingers flying across the keys as I start digging. My skin prickles as I remember the way his hand dragged across my breasts… how tightly he grabbed my wrist.
Finn beating the shit out of him wasn’t enough.
Not for the way he looked at me. Not for the way he tried to coerce me into giving up something that was never his to take.
It wasn’t his first time. It won’t be his last.
I check the time: 4:30 p.m.
He’ll be leaving his office soon.
I could follow him. Sneak into his home. Wait until he’s alone.
But if it was his bachelor party that night, there might be a fiancée. Maybe even kids.
Too risky.
I can’t afford to get caught. Not now. Not when I’ve come this far.
I need a release. A distraction. Something to drown out the endless reel of Finn that’s been looping in my head like a punishment.
I can’t stop thinking about him. It’s driving me insane.
I reach for the burner in my drawer, flipping it open and dialing the law firm.
A soft, overly polite voice answers. “Hello, you’ve reached Avery & Co., how can I help you?”
I hesitate, a breath caught in my chest. Should I stop?
No. I won’t.
I clear my throat and slip on the accent like a mask.
