Page 135 of Betrayal (Corrupt Empire 1)

She put the stuff down in the cell and turned to me.

“You want me to stay in here, don’t you?”

I approached her, curling my hands around her waist.

“I’m sorry to ask it of you.”

“I’ll be okay, Aiden. I promise. You fixed it when you blindfolded me. I’m not scared of the dark anymore.”

I leant down and kissed her. Tasting her lips made my cock twitch. Fuck. No. Really didn’t need a reminder of how much I needed to be inside her. How much I worshipped her body. How fucking perfect she was.

“They want to ask me about you. I don’t fucking know why, but whatever it is, I’ll deal with it.”

She ran a hand over my cheek and smiled. The last week had been too fucking perfect between us. This shit wouldn’t change that. I had to give her a perfect Christmas before I told her what I planned to do.

“I know you will.”

She walked into the cell. The light was on and I’d leave it that way for her. I shut the door but didn’t lock it. Next, I pulled out the hidden panel and secured it in front of the door. Unless you looked closely, you wouldn’t be able to tell there was something behind the wall.

The bell for the door rang. I walked over and opened it.

“Please come in,” I said, stepping back.

The detective and the officer walked in. I pointed down the hall towards the living room. I shut the door and followed them. I indicated they could sit down. Reynolds took a seat but the officer remained standing. I sat on the sofa and turned to the detective.

“So, you want to ask me about the missing Daniels girl?”

“Yes,” she replied. “Have you met Miss Daniels?”

“No.”

That was easy enough. It wouldn’t be the end of it. Something in her eyes told me she was suspicious of me. I didn’t have my tattoos on show so who knew why she’d already made up the mind about me.

“How long have you worked for the Daniels?”

“About four years.”

Reynolds cocked her head to the side.

“Is it not the case that you’ve known them for most of your life? I am aware your mother’s missing persons case was never solved.”

She’s dead. It’ll never be solved.

I tried not to clench my fists. Fucking police bringing that shit up. I bet she thought I was directly involved in all the shit going on.

“Looked me up, did you?”

She didn’t flinch. Where the fuck was this line of questioning going?

“You’ve known the family for your whole life, worked for them for four years and you’ve never met Miss Daniels.”

I shrugged.

“I’m not a family friend if that’s what you’re getting at. I do their security. That’s it.”

She leant back in her seat.

“Care to explain why we had an anonymous tip placing you with a woman matching Miss Daniels’ description on the 4th December?”

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