Merciless Hunter (Dark Syndicate 4)

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Aiden

Istand by the rail of the balcony and wait for her.

Last night I made my way back to the club and Maksim played the footage he managed to get from the accounting firm next door. Their cameras caught her face as she was climbing down the steps from the rooftop of the Dark Odyssey. Catching her in the act of watching me.

The cold night air washes over me along with the strong scent of Applewood from my Cuban cigar.

The flare of anger rising deep inside me assaults my mind because I’m not just enraged at the situation. I’m fucking enraged at myself for falling into a trap because I was taken with the woman.

There was an innocence about her that reminded me of Gabriella. But maybe that’s exactly why my enemies chose her to screw with me.

No one can just walk up to me and kill my ass. You have to try to be clever about it. You have to do shit like this to try and get close to me.

I wonder when it was she would have tried to kill me. As I fucked her, or after.

Maybe I’m enraged because the plan, whatever it was, would have worked.

The woman made me forget everything, even the basic matter of safety.

When I touched her, I was like a teenaged boy whose brain had turned to soup at the sight of tits and an ass he wanted to explore.

Clearly, she was picked to get close to me because she’s beautiful. And like the fucking Trojan horse a big distraction who distracted the hell out of me. Since I was thinking with my dick I slipped up.

Now the question of what I’m going to do with Marie, if that’s her name, plays on my mind.

I’m a ruthless motherfucker at the best of times. At the worst… well, this is bad, so it’s left to be seen. Most have pissed me off and died for less.

The knock on the door cuts into my thoughts.

She’s here and it’s show time.

“Come in,” I call out and just like last night Marie walks in and I’m fucking taken with her beauty all over again.

She is beautiful and fuck me, even as I look at her now, I can tell that innocence I picked up is real.

That’s not an act.

But the rest of her is.

Tonight, her platinum hair is up in a ponytail and she’s wearing yellow. A yellow babydoll negligee that looks like fucking magic on her as it exposes her breasts. The pink of her nipples pressing against the sheer net fabric doesn’t match the rest of the color scheme, but there’s not a fucker alive who would give a flying fuck about that.

Even now when I know she’s a snake my dick hardens, and I want to fuck her.

“Hi,” she says first and even the sound of her voice works its way through me.

Whoever picked her I give credit. They were right when they assumed I’d go for her. I did and I still am.

“Hello, Marie,” I reply. “Come inside.”

The door closes behind her and she walks in with a sexy stride.

When I take in the plump flesh of her lips, I know exactly how I’m going to get my fill tonight before I issue punishment. I’ll put her sexy lying mouth to good use while Maksim and Ilya check out the hotel she’s staying at.

We managed to track her to the Regis and decided to wait for tonight to strike while she came here.

“Come here to me.” I crook my finger and she comes closer.