Page 70 of The CEO's Revenge

I pulled her legs around my waist as I thrust hard and deep. From the tingles in my groin, I knew I was close to my climax. As the first rush went through my cock, I buried my face in her neck, my eyes closed so tightly I saw sparks. And as I poured my seed into her, a strange thought full of clarity flashed into my mind: was this the moment we created a son or a daughter?

It was hard to leave Savannah’s bed, but my plans for the future now that I had Savannah’s dreams to care for were bigger than ever.

As I drove home, my brain was already clear about the changes I would make to the program that Savannah passed on to Robert. But we would stick to the plan. If my guess was correct, Robert’s time was short and, if the reports I was receiving were true about his accounts, the powers that be would soon be breathing down his neck.

We would wait until he got even more impatient and desperate. Then he would get what he had been after. Then all hell would break loose.

27

SAVANNAH

Ichecked my watch anxiously as I sat in Max’s car in the restaurant parking lot. I fidgeted with the bracelet on my wrist as I looked around. Max’s hand covered mine and I felt his fingers close over mine.

“Relax, babe.”

“But what if he leaves before I get there?”

“He won’t. We’re watching him. He’s waiting for you.” His phone pinged and he looked down at it and gave a low whistle, before returning his attention to me. “And it looks like he’s upped the ante this time too. Has he ever had anyone else at any of your meetings?”

“No. It’s always been him alone.”

“Well, he’s got company tonight. I guess he is very desperate to expose them like this.”

“Expose what? Expose who?”

“You will see,” Max said mysteriously.

I could not get anything else out of him so I peered through the windshield into the gathering dusk and recalled every phone call from Robert that I had deliberately missed as per Max’s instructions. The voice messages reeked of panic. When I responded it was only to tell him I’d been busy with school, but I’d be seeing Max on Friday night, and I’d let him know when I had something. I then called him around one on Saturday morning and whispered that I’d found a flash drive which I thought contained the program he wanted and managed to copy it. We made arrangements to meet.

And here I was, waiting in the wings like an actress awaiting my cue to enter the stage.

My phone rang, breaking into my thoughts. Robert. I looked at Max.

“What do I tell him?”

“You’re five minutes away.”

I nodded and answered the phone.

“Savannah? Where on earth are you?” Robert’s tone was almost shrill.

“Five minutes away. Got caught up in traffic. Sorry.”

I hung up before he could say anything else.

Max ran his fingers along my cheek, his voice grave. “Are you sure you want to do this, Savannah? As I said before, Robert is a dead man walking with or without this flash drive.”

“He killed my baby and stole four years of my life so I absolutely want and need to be part of his downfall.”

“Okay. He has company and I don’t know if that’s a good thing or bad thing, but I’m here and I’ll be watching like a hawk.”

“Stop worrying about me. I’ll be fine.”

I sat for a minute longer, taking deep breaths, then I turned to Max and smiled. “It’s showtime.”

Max nodded, but did not smile. I knew he wasn’t totally happy with my involvement in his revenge plans, but as I told him this decision was not his to take. Clutching the flash drive in my hand I got out of the car. I closed the door and suddenly I felt flustered and nervous. Maybe it was Max’s anxiety that got to me or maybe I wasn’t cut out to be a double spy, but I felt like a nervous wreck. Ignoring the voice screaming for me to get back into the safety of Max’s car I literally ran into the restaurant.

I almost screamed when I barreled into Robert in the foyer. His eyes flashed at me. All I could think of was that it was a good thing I had entered when I did. Otherwise, he would have seen me getting out of Max’s car. And that would have been a dead giveaway.

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