Den of Mercenaries [Volume Two] by London Miller

Author:London Miller [Miller, London]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LM Books, LLC
Published: 2018-07-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Hair wet and tied into a bun, Iris sat with her laptop in front of her, finishing up the last of her new upload—this batch of the woman he was having an affair with.

As far as she could tell, the girls only lasted a few months, all given a key to a downtown apartment with impressive views and a doorman, though none knew the girl before her had occupied it too, or that the girl who came after her would as well.

They couldn’t know unless they had zero self-respect for themselves.

She tried to imagine a life like that—waiting on the whims of a man. Especially one like Spader.

He wasn’t unattractive, though not conventionally good looking either, but what he did have was a trait most politicians possessed—charisma. He appealed to others with little effort.

He knew how easily he could take advantage of others, and the first chance he got, he wasn’t afraid to demonstrate the power he possessed.

She couldn’t wait to see his fall.

“Where’s your family?” Synek asked, suddenly appearing in the doorway of her bedroom, nearly scaring her to death.

She’d meant to close the door—surprised she hadn’t considering her need for privacy. He had a way of sneaking up on her, and it was unsettling.

“Do you knock?”

He held a bottle of Grey Goose in one hand, the cap long gone. Though the bottle was nearly a fourth empty, his eyes were clear, and he didn’t seem to have any trouble standing.

A look of derision on his face, he raised his hand and rapped twice on the open door before stepping inside, walking over to the bed, and stretching out without so much as an invitation. She had a better view of the tattoos on his chest, along with the fine scars that marked his torso.

It seemed the life he led, both before and after the Wraiths, had been a hard one.

“Where’s yours?” she asked, thinking he would drop it.

“Is that how you get by? Turning the question on the asker, hoping they won’t want to talk about themselves?”

“It’s been working for me,” she mumbled, though judging from the little smile on his face, he’d heard her just fine.

“You ready to answer my question now?”

“I don’t have a family,” she answered reluctantly, figuring he wasn’t going to give up the way he had earlier. “Is that what you wanted to hear?”

“Course not. I’m not a complete savage all the time.”

“Then why ask at all. Why does it matter?”

He met her gaze, something unspoken lingering there. “Because I want to understand.”

“You want to understand me?” she asked in surprise.

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

He paused for a long while. “I don’t know. I just … do.”

Feeling uncomfortably exposed, she reached for the bottle in his hand. Even knowing she hated the taste of alcohol when it wasn’t mixed with anything, she still brought it to her lips. Drinking a mouthful, she winced as it burned all the way down and settled in her stomach. But as quickly as it set fire to her throat, she soon felt warm all over.

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