Obsession Mine: Tormentor Mine: Book 2 by Anna Zaires

Author:Anna Zaires [Zaires, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ♠ Mozaika Publications ♠
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Peter

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Sara is standing by the helipad as we land, her slender figure small and fragile next to Yan’s solid frame. My chest squeezes at the sight, my longing for her painfully sharp, and it’s all I can do not to grab her as soon as our helicopter skids touch the ground. Instead, the first thing I do upon jumping out of the chopper is help Ilya out. The wound where the bullet grazed his skull is no longer bleeding, but he’s still weak from loss of blood and more than a little concussed.

If the banker’s mistress had used something other than a pearl-handled .22 revolver and had better aim, we’d be bringing him home in a body bag.

My overworked shoulder burns and my bruised ribs ache as Ilya leans on me—my bulletproof vest stopped two bullets during our escape—but I don’t complain. I’m lucky. Fuck, all three of us are lucky. The shit definitely hit the fan, and it was spectacularly shitty. Between the banker’s mistress finding the revolver under the mattress and some vigilant guard hearing the gunshot, our way out of the compound was as rough as the way in was smooth.

On a scale of one to ten, this job ended up as a seven—not as bad as some, but definitely worse than others.

“Here, I got him,” Yan says, stepping in to support Ilya, and I step aside, letting him help his brother. Anton is coming out of the chopper behind us, but I pay him no attention. He caught some shrapnel from the grenade in his arm and shoulder, but I know he’ll be fine. Instead, I focus on the one person I can’t live without.

Sara.

My beautiful little songbird.

The wind is blowing her chestnut hair around her face, the sun highlighting shades of red within the rich brown waves. Her gaze is solemn as she stares at me, her face devoid of all expression. Yet I sense her longing, feel it deep within my bones.

She might not admit it, but she needs me.

She feels our connection, too.

Five long strides, and I scoop her up, lifting her into my arms as I crush my mouth to hers. Behind us, Anton lets out a low wolf whistle, but I tune him out. I don’t give a fuck what the guys think, don’t care that they see my weakness. Nothing matters but the way her slim arms fold around me, and the sweet, hot burn as I taste her lips. The minty flavor of her breath, the slick glide of her tongue, her warm Sara scent—I absorb it all, filling the emptiness inside me, pushing the darkness of my world away.

I don’t deserve her, but I have her.

She’s mine to love and cherish, mine to hold.

I don’t know how long I kiss her, but by the time I lift my head, the others are already entering the house. Reluctantly, I lower Sara to her feet, but I can’t bring myself to let go of her.

“Did you miss me, ptichka?” I ask softly, my hands resting on her supple waist.

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