Bound to Billionaires (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 2)

“Can’t, bro.” Scott shook his head. “Techs have it for a video meeting with New Delhi.”

“Then let’s use room five.”

Scott typed something on his iPad. “It’s free until two.”

“We don’t need it for more than fifteen minutes, right, Jason?” Eric asked.

“Sure.” The sheriff looked at her. “I’m sorry, Megan. I’ve been in law enforcement so long I forget about how these kinds of pictures can impact people.” He tapped the now-closed file on her desk before picking it up.

“Don’t worry about it. I think I’m just hungry.”

“We’ll be right back, baby.” Scott said. “You sure you’re okay now?”

“I’m fine,” she fibbed. “Go. Hurry back. I would love a burger.”

“That’s my girl.”

“Our girl,” Eric corrected.

“Agreed,” Scott said.

The three of them left her alone in the PFS. She heard the lock engage.

She walked over to the kitchenette. A little water would settle her nerves down. She got a bottle and took a sip.

Even several minutes after the guys had left, her head was still spinning. There were four very good reasons for that. One, she was hungry. Two, she’d confessed her deepest feelings to her guys. Three, they’d kissed her into submission. And finally, those police photos had horrified her. It would take a while for her thoughts to settle down. She was a complete wreck at the moment.

“Megan?” she heard Erica’s voice come through from the hidden speaker.

“Coming.” She walked over to the release button on the wall.

She wasn’t supposed to open the door to anyone, not even Erica. She shook her head. That was the guys’ rules. They were overprotective of her in every way. What harm could happen with their secretary, especially on this top floor which only a few trusted people could get to? Besides, she could use the company after seeing those horrible photos Jason had brought.

As Megan hit the button, she heard Erica scream, “Don’t open the door. He’s got a gun.”

Listening to the sound of the lock disengaging, the last five years came crashing into her mind. Was Kip on the other side of that door? She pressed on the button again and again, praying her mistake could be taken back. But it couldn’t. She should’ve followed Eric and Scott’s instructions to the letter. Too late for that now. As the door swung open, she braced herself to face the monster on the other side.

Chapter Fifteen

Megan’s entire body tensed. Please, God, let this be a horrible nightmare.

The heavy door to the office swung wide open.

Not Kip.

A man she recalled seeing in the courtroom her first day in Destiny held a gun to Erica’s head. He was balding and heavy. He wore a crumpled suit, white shirt, and striped tie. Without the gun and in another place, the man would appear harmless. But he was holding a gun and he was here.

As always, the automatic doors closed, followed by the sound of the locking mechanism.

Trapped with a monster.

“Megan, I’m so sorry.” Erica’s panicky eyes multiplied her own dread.

“Shut the fuck up, Erica.” The horror turned his attention away from the Knight’s secretary and glared at Megan with his dead-looking eyes. “Have a seat, Mrs. Lunceford,” he ordered.

She did as he said, praying for Eric and Scott’s quick return. “You already know me. Who are you?”

“My name is Felix Averson.” The madman pushed Erica away from him. His tone changed to a sickly sweet timbre. “Be a doll and go sit on the floor by Megan’s feet.”