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My eyes narrowed as I headed over, taking in the senders. Both came from the name, V Right, and somehow, both had made it through the filters I had set. I clicked the first message, scanning through the words as my fingers pressed harder into my desk.
Mr. Jase Colter,
I must admit, you’re not an easy man to track down. It was difficult to get through this email, but not impossible. Seems you’re not as good as they say. If you were, you would have discovered my attempts. Now I’ve made sure you won’t be able to. Perhaps you’re…distracted? I would be too, but more on that at another time.
How’s your search going? Are you having any luck figuring out how those emails work?
Nope. I didn’t think so. My people happen to be pretty good at this stuff too. Did you really think I wouldn’t figure out it was you answering for Andrew Keith? You should have destroyed his phone when you took him. I keep very good tabs on all my people. You’ve been at the top of the world for far too long; you’ve gotten lazy. I think it’s time for you to see just how much.
Don’t worry, you’ll have time to figure it out. How much time depends on what you do in the next twenty-four hours. You’ve made your bed. Now I get to choose whether you end up sleeping in it.
Game time.
Name: DeWayne Vanderwaal. Can you find him? Or will he get to you first?
I’ve started the clock.
Let’s see how good you really are. My money is on my man, but he doesn’t know about this message. I believe there needs to be a level of fairness somewhere. At this point, what do we have left to lose? You’ll know what I mean by the files in the next email. I have some goodies on you, Mr. Colter. All kinds of goodies. My favorites are in the last file. Technology isn’t always our friend. Great show though with Andrew. I look forward to seeing if there’s a next.
Will it be his win or yours? Who will get to the other first? I’ll be watching
--V
Chapter 24
Kody
There was something about the burn—the ache. Every step. Every time I flexed my ass, throbbing took over. It was arousing, despite that I’d just had one hell of an amazing orgasm. So much so, I couldn’t stop shifting my feet as I finished my makeup. Suddenly, the anxiety over eating-out wasn’t what was consuming my mind. It was the burn. I wanted more. I wanted to see how much I could take. More importantly, I wanted to see what other ways Jase could inflict it. But what about after that? The need to have his cock inside of me was more torture than Jase’s hand had been. Maybe it’s because he refused to give it to me. Perhaps it was that he still didn’t think I was strong enough? I was.
A soft sigh left me as I rubbed my lips together and placed down the tube of lipstick. Maybe it was my mood, but my eyeshadow was darker than usual. Smokier and tempting. What was I doing? If I wasn’t already taking forever, I would have washed it off and started over. Thing was, voices had been nonstop outside my room now for half an hour. I had run out of time.
I took a glance in the mirror, taking in the nearly non-existent bruises. They were so light you couldn’t even see them through the makeup. My eyes travelled lower to the scooping collar of the dark burgundy dress. Although it was on the conservative side, the color would draw attention. The small slit up the thigh didn’t help matters either. What made me choose this outfit? It screamed ‘see me’, ‘fuck me’, ‘want me’. Hadn’t Jase said casual? Normal?
Forcing myself to the door, I grabbed my purse, keeping my steps steady as I headed for the living room. The voices grew louder, but not distinguishable. They were whispering, albeit loudly. Were they arguing? The moment I broke from the hall, Jase’s eyes jerked to me, and he slowly stood from leaning over his desk. His friend, Rian, caught his distraction, turning as well. Both stood, not speaking. Not even moving.
“I’m sorry I took so long. I wasn’t sure what to wear.” At their silence, I eased to a stop. “You’re both in jeans. Should I change?”
“Hell no—”
“Hey.I warned you.” Jase glared at Rian but turned back to me. “There’s been a change in plans. We’re ordering in.”
“Oh.” I walked over confused, placing my purse on the sofa and stepping out of the heels. “Is something wrong?” I turned to the monitors, but none were working. Not even my apartment. For the first time since I arrived, they were off. “Jase?”
Both men looked at each other before coming back to me.
“It’s just work stuff that came up unexpectedly.” Rian laughed, shrugging. “It’s not a big deal. We can actually work on it after dinner. Sorry, I haven’t formally introduced myself. I’m Rian Lockhart. You must be Kody.”
“Yes. It’s nice to meet you.” I shook his hand, but my eyes didn’t want to leave Jase. I could barely even look his friend’s way. “I’m sorry. Please excuse me.” I headed right to the man whose stare didn’t leave me either. “You didn’t answer me. You know better than to lie. What’s happening?”
Again, the men looked at each other. Jase let out a sound, closing his computer.
“I received an email. Two, actually. One’s a threat. One…has videos and pictures.”
“Of what?”
He tightened his jaw, and I followed his glance towards the balcony. There were no lights. No city.
“You drew the curtains.” My mind spun. “Can someone? Did someone…?” I shook my head as my brain scoured through every single day I’d been here. Totheday when I’d been the most exposed. It was when he’d come out there with me. The day we ended up in Jase’s room. Anyone could have seen in. Why wasn’t he answering me?
