houldn't let my men kill you right now an
p on my wrist is like a vice. His dark eyes are com
e seconds. I don't
etween us until my face is inches from his. The scent
per, my voice ice-cold, "my automated server releases every dirty secret on
t he doesn't let go. His eyes narrow as he recalculates. I a
ys, though the certainty
u really want to gamble your tril
smile of a predator who just found a fascinating new toy
le thief. What
ge and fear. "Faisal is planning to poison his insulin. I want Faisa
mming millions from my underground operations for years. I want his network dismantled, and I want to abso
es. He wants a
do I get
use tonight. My security will be your shadow. But make no mistake, Amira
a dangerous shiver down my spine. I s
eathe. "We h
black phone from his pocket and types a quick mes
. I take it, letting him pull me to my feet. The physical contact sends a s
d the reporters scream my name, asking why I am holding hands with my fiancé's uncle. Kayd
ather seat. Kayden gets in beside me, and the car
s begin to shake. I pull my phone out of my c
ntly. I have fifteen missed calls from Hassan, my driver
k, a news alert flashes a
IVE EXPLOSION ROCKS
ood home, the massive mansion I left less than an hour ago, is engulfed in a raging inferno. Flame
sper, my voice
k eyes dropping to the
ing free. "He's still inside the mansion. Fa
e. He leans forward an
se. Get us to the A
through the streets of Dubai, the city lights blurring into a frantic
locks away when the
dows of the Bugatti. I scream, covering my ears
The iron gates have been blown off their hi
lding a remote detonator and sur
ly at the Bugatti. H
is holster, his eyes blaz
yden growls, reaching
his arm. "He's my fath
doors open, Faisa
er the roar of the flames, his face twisted into
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