Owned by Dominic (Possessed 1)

“And a wire.”

“I’ll set it up,” Case promised.

“And you don’t fucking move from any spot we put you in,” he finally demanded of her.

“I won’t,” she swore to him.

“I’m not ok with this,” he reiterated.

“I know.”

“I can’t lose you.”

“You won’t,” she vowed.

He looked to Case and Creed as they watched them. “What’s your plan?”

*****

You can do this Dee, you can totally do this. She tried to give herself a pep talk as she prepared to call Bradshaw. No you can’t, woman, are you crazy? Back away. Her inner voice could be a fickle bitch sometimes.

Grabbing the phone with one hand and Dom’s hand with the other, she hit the connect button to the number Creed was able to find.

“This is Bradshaw.” He picked up after what felt like hours of ringing when it was only seconds.

Clearing her throat, she took courage from the strong men in the room around her. “It’s Deidre,” she said meekly. “We need to talk.”

Harsh laughter met her words. “Is that so?”

“Yes, I want this over with. Whatever this is.”

“And how does your keeper feel about you calling me?” he asked her snidely.

Now for the hard part—lying. She was always a shitty liar. “He doesn’t know. He can’t know,” she tried to inject some sort of fear in her voice.

“Hmmm.”

“You seem to think I owe you something, and I’d like to know what it is. Why did you sent Dominic to find me? Why you sent Brock to kill me? What have I ever done to you to deserve the amount or cruelty you’ve shown me?” She didn’t have to fake the emotion in her voice that time.

“Fine,” he snapped, sounding put out by her questions. “I’ll send a driver for you.”

“No, you can come to me. Dominic’s gone for a few days on assignment.” Did I sound panicked?

“And his little follower?” he asked suspiciously, talking about Casey.

“With him,” she rushed to reassure.

He was silent for so long she feared he would deny her request. She needed to have him out of her life and felt like this would be their last chance to meet him on their turf.

“All right, I’ll be there in two hours,” he told her, hanging up before she could suggest meeting him the following day like they all had planned.

Looking to Dom in a panic, he had a wicked gleam in his eye. “It’ll be fine,” he told her. “Case, call Angie and Larry to come get Jax. Creed, call in every favor you’ve got in the area; I want as many snipers as you know all over the property.” He started directing them. She saw now what his men in the in the Rangers saw—cool confidence.

As Case and Creed left the room to get everything in order, she sat in the same spot silently freaking out. He was really coming. She was going to face him, and it would finally be over. They could live in peace.

*****

One hour forty-five minutes later and if she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she never would have known that there had been over thirty men in Dom’s house planning where everyone would be positioned to keep eyes on her. All the vehicles had been moved to the other sides of the property that could only be seen from the air. There were men situated on every structure on Dom’s land and in a surrounding twenty-mile radius. They had men watching to see when and where Bradshaw was coming from.