ALTERED BY FIRE by Tate James & C. M. Stunich

Author:Tate James & C. M. Stunich [James, Tate & Stunich, C. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Foxy Publishing
Published: 2019-05-13T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

ARSEN

There's something so infuriating about having Konstantin Petrov's daughter in the same building as me. It's like a slap in the face. Nobody seems to care that I'm here for one reason and one reason alone: to kill that son of a bitch.

The money is nice, of course, but I don't really give two shits about 'nice things'. Mostly, I'm happy with a bottle of Jack, some cigarettes, and chocolate. Oh yes, I'm a huge fan of chocolate. If my body didn't demand sex, I'd probably be just fine without that, too. It feels good, but it involves being around other people. Frankly, I'd rather masturbate.

"You sure this girl isn’t feeding information to her father?" I ask, and Hawke slams his mug on the counter. He hates talking to me, but I love bothering him, so he best get the fuck over it. "Just seems weird that Weston and Princess Petrova would just happen to be jumped the first and only night that West's ever left the church by himself like that."

"The Petrov Syndicate knows where they last saw Natalia, knows that she left on foot, and knows that we're in the area looking for them. It's not much of a stretch to think somebody caught sight of either her or Weston while they were driving and followed them."

I clench my teeth. Sometimes, I wonder how good it would feel to drive a blade through the back of Hawke's neck and watch the pointed end stick out of his throat. He's so rational most of the time, it makes me feel even more insane, the business of my mind spiraling out and around me until it feels like I'm strangling myself.

But I know from Portia that there's more to Hawke than he shows the world.

In the bedroom, he's as dark in the heart and soul and cock as I am.

"I don't like living in the same dwelling as that bitch," I say, even though my cock stirs at the thought of her. Fucking that girl did not free me from my sudden and inescapable fascination with her; it only made things worse. "If you'll recall, it was her father that killed Portia—"

"If you don't shut your goddamn fucking trap …" Hawke starts, whirling around and sloshing coffee all over the floor.

"Do you two always fight?" a low, husky voice asks from behind me. I don't turn around to look at Natalia. Why bother? If I do, all I'll be able to think about are her bare breasts, bruised and bleeding, that gun clutched in her hands, the way her caramel brown eyes darkened as she took aim at that sack of shit I stabbed.

"We have a love-hate relationship," I lie, shrugging loosely and stretching my arms above my head. "Mostly it's skewed toward hate, but don't tell Hawke that." The leader of our little mercenary troupe gives me a look, but I ignore him. Slowly, carefully, I steel myself to see that woman dressed in oversized robes or sweats

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