Strange Secrets by Lexy Timms

Author:Lexy Timms
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romantic suspense, contemporary romance, Mob romance, crime romance, thriller, bully romance dark romance, billionaire romance, new adult romance, sexy hero, hot and steamy, fake girlfriend, romance, ageless romance, FICTION / Romance / Contemporary FICTION / Romance / New Adult FICTION / Romance / Romantic Comedy F, sexy, hired wife, coming of age romance, bully romance college, mafia, enemies to lovers, moutain man, mafia romance, motorcycle club romance, steamy romance, alpha bad boy, biker romance, love and sex, harlequin romance, bad boy romance, heist crime, heist thriller, box set, anthology collection
Publisher: Dark Shadow Publishing
Published: 2020-10-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Jesse

I AM OUTSIDE THAT HOUSE again. Outside the car. Walking toward the door. Why does it feel as though the weight of the world is on my shoulders? I am doing a good job, I know that. I am doing what needs to be done, and that’s all that matters. I am taking care of everything I need to, and then all this will be over, and I can go back to reality again. Go back to what I knew before...

In the doorway, a man is waiting for me. A man that I recognize, even though he is silhouetted by the light from the house, and I can’t see his face.

“Did you get him?” he calls to me, and I nod.

“Of course,” I reply. I try to sound confident, but I am not sure that it works. I just want to prove myself. I just want him to know that I am capable of doing this, and then he’ll let me go.

I open the trunk of the car and heave the man inside out, and a couple of guards rush from inside the house to pick him up and hold him, dragging him to the doorway. I watch as his limp body is pulled away from me, and I try not to think of what I have just sent him to. Easier for me to pretend that I don’t know. Easier for me to pretend that I never did.

“You did a good job,” the man tells me, and, as he steps forward, he plants his hand on my shoulder and gives me a smile. I can see his face properly now, the wrinkles around his eyes that could pass for kindness if you didn’t look too hard, the dark hair slicked to the side to keep it out of his face. He always told me that he didn’t want anything in his line of sight if he had to pull a trigger, and I tried not to think about what that might have meant for me.

“Thanks,” I mutter. I don’t feel like I have done a good job. I feel as though I am about to fall apart at the seams. I feel as though everything is going to give in around me—I feel as though this is the last thing that I will see before I blink out of existence for good. I don’t know where my squeamishness has come from, but I don’t like it, and I know that I’m going to have to pull myself together. I can’t show this man weakness. I can’t show him anything. Even an inch of anything other than strength, and I know he will begin to doubt me—I know that he will begin to wonder why he brought he here in the first place.

“You should get some rest,” he remarks, and he jerks his head towards the house. “Come in. I’ll get the staff to set you up with a bed—”

“I’m fine,” I reply. “I need to get home to my family.

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