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He paused, then said, “I can’t wait to have you in my bed. When you get there, you’ll have a very hard time getting off of it,” he drawled seductively, his tone held promise.

A warm, fuzzy feeling lit up inside her at that pledge. “Mmm. Interesting.”

“You know, I’m glad you called me. I enjoyed every minute of it,” he confessed.

“Me too,” Tesiera admitted. She usually relied on working out, training or an orgasm for winding down, but she felt incredibly relaxed as they ended the call.

Who would have thought that talking with someone could feel so refreshing?

Tesiera stood in the shadows, gazing at Jacob Blake’s heavily fortified residence, the gates loomed over her. The plan was to put a bullet through his skull and leave. A simple, swift assassination.

She had spent weeks studying the layout of the estate grounds and knew exactly where each sensor and camera was located. She moved quickly and quietly, carefully avoiding each one as she made her way to the power supply and cut off the electricity, rendering the security system irrelevant.

She entered the mansion through a normally locked, and unguarded door. Tesiera moved from shadow to shadow as she made her way to Blake’s room. She held her breath as she watched the security guarding her target’s door, her mind running through her options, discarding them as quickly as they came to her. Until she decided on the one she liked. She nodded her head and moved out of the shadow.

CHAPTER 30. THE MISSION: JACOB BLAKE

Jacob Blake towered over the girl beneath him, anger flashing in his eyes. “Stop moving, or you’ll regret it. This is the last warning I’m going to give you,” he barked.

The young woman froze, her body slick with sweat and trembling with fear. Tears streamed down her face as he continued to pound into her without mercy, his roughness amplified by the threat of his warning.

His large hand wrapped around her pale, slender neck, cutting off her air supply as he squeezed with increasing force. His hips slapped against hers repeatedly, each impact sending waves of pain and misery throughout her body.

The girl felt like she had been submerged into the fires of hell, while Jacob relished her pain and suffering as he carried out his twisted desires on her bruised body.

His cellphone rang, interrupting his assault. Annoyance flickered across his features as he stopped his thrusts. With a grunt of anger, he reached for the phone on the nightstand and placed at his ear. “I said I didn’t want to be interrupted.”

“I apologize, sir,” the voice on the other end of the line said. “The power to the main building has been cut. Management is already taking steps to rectify the situation, but we wanted to make sure you were ok, and aware.”

“I’m fine,” Jacob snapped, his impatience mounting. “Fix it, and do not disturb me again.”

“Understood, sir,” the voice replied before hanging up.

Jacob tossed the phone aside and resumed his thrusting. The girl beneath him whimpered and moaned, her body writhing as he violated her.

Tesiera stood in the shadows, concealed behind a massive wardrobe, her eyes locked on the scene unfolding before her. Her entire being was consumed with rage, the intense emotions shaking her to the core.

The sight before her triggered a flood of terrible memories that she had buried deep within her. Memories that she thought she had left behind ages ago. She would never forgive this man for resurrecting those memories tonight.

As she watched Jacob Blake brutally assault the girl beneath him, Tesiera’s heart pounded with fury. She had calculated every risk before coming here while meticulously planning this assassination. But she hadn’t counted on the visceral reaction this provoked. It was almost too much for her to bear.

Her heart raced in her chest as sweat poured from her forehead, her hands shaking uncontrollably. The tremors that wracked her body were so intense that she felt like she was being ripped apart from the inside out. She felt like she was the woman beneath him. Tesiera tasted bile on her throat at the sickening feeling of violation.

There was no way she was going to just put a bullet through this man’s skull and leave. It was too merciful for him.

Tesiera would have normally suppressed the overwhelming emotions, but she had to force herself not to. She needed the rage boiling in her, so she could properly carry out this mission.

She emerged from the shadows and swiftly crossed the room, grabbing Jacob Blake and pulling him off the woman.

His face contorted with anger and confusion as he stared at the masked intruder. “What the fuck?”

Ignoring his question, she watched him with rage-filled eyes.

The naked woman remained still, her body shaking with uncontrollable sobs. Jacob Blake hurried to where he stashed his weapons.

“Looking for this?” the intruder asked, and he spun to see her holding his guns. With expert precision, she unloaded the bullet from the chamber dropped the magazine onto the floor.

He dashed for his phone but the intruder was faster, and within a few seconds, the woman had his phone in her hand. Her eyes holding his, she threw it across the room, out of his reach.

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