Wrecked (Dueling Devils 3)

“You miss me already? Want me to come and get you early?”

“Mylandra made her move,” Gia whispered.

A heartbeat passed between them. “Are you okay?”

“Yes.”

“Stay in your office with the door locked. I’m coming.”

“What if that’s what she wants?”

“Trust me, I won’t be alone. Don’t leave the office.”

“Yes, your highness.”

“I’m serious. She’s probably got motherfuckers just waiting to catch you alone.”

“No, she wants me to panic. He said she has a surprise for me.” She rubbed her arms.

“Yeah, well, I got one for them too. I’m leaving here right now.” He hung up.

Gia turned the phone off and set it back in her purse. She’d die before she went back into life as a living sex doll.

The minutes crawled by and she paced the room as she waited for Lefty. What would this

mean for her? She couldn’t just wait around like a sitting duck. Anger fueled her. All this time, she’d been a piece waiting to be played. It’s time to turn the tables on this bitch.

“Gia.” Lefty pounded on the door.

She opened it and he stepped in. A gaggle off Dueling Devil prospects stood against the wall behind him, ready to be commanded. They cut a menacing row of figures.

He stepped inside and shut the door to the office behind him, cupping her face. “Tell me

everything and don’t leave shit out. I know you, Gia. You downplay shit.”

“I was coming to the office and he stepped out in front of me and told me pretty ladies

shouldn’t be by themselves. His actions made me suspicious. Then he started asking me if I really thought I could just walk away like that. It makes me wonder how long she’s been

watching me. Sitting back laughing at my failure.” Gia balled her fists and shook her head. “I want this ended. Really ended, Colm. I can’t keep building my life up for her to come and topple it on a whim.”

“We’ll shut her down. Gia. You have my promise.”

“Permanently?”

Lefty pulled back and met her eyes. “Yes. I’ll get together with Demon and we’ll handle

this.”

“Not until after this weekend. I refuse to ruin their wedding.”

“G, you can’t be serious.”

“As a heart attack, Colm. She deserves to have her day untarnished, and after the way I

showed my ass, I owe her at least this much.”

“I don’t like it.”