Phantom's Destruction or Destiny (Power Surge: The Billionaire Club 5)

"You mean about them not being on the up and up as they used to be?”

“Yeah, well, I can’t help but to think about some things from the past.”

Flynn eyed Jett strangely.

“I mean things we never talked about again. Missions involving certain individuals we’d never want to meet up with again and especially not as civilians.”

“You’re reaching, Jett. You also sound paranoid. It has to be some thug, a modern-day gangster who doesn’t respect shit and thinks that money and violence get him what he wants. Let Uncle Vick look into identifying this guy. That’s more his speed. We’re civilians, like you said. If it makes you feel better, then I’ll start carrying my bigger gun again, instead of the small one.”

“Stop being such a wise-ass.”

Flynn looked at Jett and then smiled.

“I need a drink.”

“No, you need to go to bed. Alone. Come on,” Jett said as he gave his brother a slight punch in the shoulder and then they walked back into the main area of the club.

Immediately, Flynn sought out Adelina. She was wearing a gorgeous green dress, thigh length, and high-heeled boots. Her hair was half up, half down. She looked stunning and energetic, and the night was nearly over.

She pulled out her cell phone and she looked like she was reading a text message.

It was probably that asshole she was seeing. He wondered what he was telling her.

You looked stunning this evening, Adelina. I want you in my bed tonight. I want to feel your creamy thighs wrap around my hips, while I slam my cock deep into your pussy, as you call my name. Fuck. I’ll kill the motherfucker. With my bare hands. How am I going to get through this?

* * * *

“You’re seeing Raymond again tonight, Adelina?” Kaitlin asked.

Adelina was fixing her hair. She glanced at the yellow envelope. Just one more payment. One more and they would be free of Margliado and Sergio. She took a deep breath and exhaled.

“As soon as I deliver this payment to Sergio. I put in eight thousand. I had to scrape the barrel, but I just want to be done with this. I can drop off the two thousand by end of this week.”

“I know it scares you to go there. I could go—”

“No. You don’t need to expose yourself to him again. Keep caring for Bryer, and helping him to get better and be happy. That’s all I ask.”

“I’m sorry that you need to do this for me.”

“I know you are. We’re almost done. By this time next week, our debt will be paid.”

“My debt. It’s all my fault.”

“Are we going to go down that stupid road again, Kaitlin? I don’t think so. We make decisions based on our hearts, our situations, and our fears. You had no choice. If you didn’t borrow the money, then Bryer would have suffered.”

“Bryer would have died,” Kaitlin said as the tear rolled down her cheek.

Adelina pulled her into a hug.

“I love you. There’s no need to worry about the past. I’m fixing this, so that you and Bryer will be safe. Always.”

“I know you are, Adelina. Without you, we’d both be dead.”

“Nonsense. Now zip up my dress. I want to look nice for Raymond.”

“It’s getting kind of serious pretty quickly,” Kaitlin said as she zipped up her sister’s dress.

“I guess. I mean I like him. He’s very charismatic and charming.”