Trapped by Lies (Truth or Lies 3)

“The whore?” Milo asks, watching my reaction when he calls Kai a whore again.

“Westcott,” I say.

The door opens, and Westcott steps inside. “Have Langston bring me Miss Miller.”

“Yes, Mr. Black,” Westcott answers.

I want to add—slowly. Take your fucking time so I can make Milo squirm. The second he gets back I know he will depart. I only have minutes to make my plan work, but I don’t doubt I can make it happen. I can save Kai while keeping up the ruse that I want to sell her.

I take out my cell phone. “I just need to confirm you made the payment, and then the whore is yours.”

I dial Zeke’s number.

“Do you have a fucking plan?” Zeke answers.

“Yes, I’d like to confirm Milo Wallace deposited ten million into my account,” I say, even though I don’t give a shit if the money was deposited, and I know Zeke won’t either.

“Shit, Langston said he’s here to take her to Milo. You better have a fucking plan Enzo, or I’ll kill you myself. We don’t sell women. We fight, we kill to protect our empire, but we never sell women like objects.” He pauses. “I’m letting her go, but you better have a fucking plan.”

“How much longer until you find out if the money is there? Mr. Wallace is in a hurry,” I say, trying to let Zeke know he doesn’t have much time to do what I want him to do.

Zeke sighs into the phone. “I’ll find out everything I can about Milo. But we already know everything. We know his organization. His number two. His allies. And his enemies.”

“Yes, can you read that last number again?”

“His enemies? I should focus on his enemies?”

“Yes, thank you for confirming the deposit.” I end the call, knowing I gave Zeke all the information to get started searching for Milo’s enemy. The one closest to Miami. The biggest threat.

“The money has been confirmed,” I say to Milo.

“Good. Now, where’s my whore?”

“She’s coming. One of my men is bringing her now.”

There is a knock, and my heart stops.

I hate this plan.

I would much rather shoot Milo here now, but that could put Kai at bigger risk. Men would know she’s my weakness. They would try to take her just to control me.

Langston opens the door and escorts Kai in, holding onto her bicep. Kai doesn’t look at me, nor Milo. She’s a stone fortress blocking everything out. She doesn’t even react to Langston’s touch on her arm.

Milo looks her up and down. “Good. Sorry for cutting this short, but I really should be going.”

I nod. “Of course, we won’t keep you waiting.”

I’m heartless. I beg my heart to stop beating because I know this is going to rip it to shreds.

Milo stands up and grabs Kai by the wrist.

She doesn’t flinch.

God, she’s so fucking strong.

This ends here. This is the last time a man touches her without her permission. I don’t care how many times she betrays me; I won’t hurt her or let anyone else hurt her again.

I want to tell Kai this with my eyes and soul. I want her to believe me, but she won’t—not until I prove it over and over and over.