CrossFire (Love & Lies #1) by Alex Strong

Author:Alex Strong [Strong, Alex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00W3T1YKG
Publisher: Red Dahlia Publishing
Published: 2015-05-06T23:00:00+00:00

Anton Casimir pocketed the phone and exited the Mercedes.

“Come, Miss Sandro,” he said, extending a hand to help her out.

Jillian considered her captor holding the door open as she slid out without taking his hand. She always imagined kidnappers to be hard ruthless men. Thugs even. Yet this man struck her as well-groomed and polished. His salt-and-pepper hair was cleanly cut and brushed forward with a straight cut over the bangs. The severe scar over his left eye was the only thing suggesting he had ever been involved in any kind of scuffle. That and his threatening gaze. She looked out to the end of the pier they had just arrived at. She also never imagined them owning such impressive yachts.

They stepped onto the aft end of a ship with an outdoor seating area, complete with lounge chairs and a small hot tub. Casimir led her past this through sliding doors and into a plush living room decorated in rich wood and stark white. Beyond this room was a dining area, where breakfast items had been laid out and a gentleman in dress slacks and a button-down shirt was seated, typing something into his phone. He looked up and flashed a smile that Jillian felt was far too charming given the situation.

“Is this her?” he asked in a British accent as he stood.

Casimir nodded and walked up to the table to sample a custard.

“Dobre,” he said, nodding.

A steward Jillian hadn’t even noticed in the corner nodded and left the room.

“This had better work,” said the English stranger.

Casimir waved him off. “It is all going according to plan.”

The English stranger stepped into Casimir’s space. Jillian could see the annoyance in Casimir’s face, but he said nothing as the blue-eyed gentleman spoke.

“That’s what you told me last time. You’d better be right, because I won’t be cleaning up your fucking mess again.”

The corner of Casimir’s mouth twitched into a slight sneer. The other man put his hands into his pockets and strode off towards the door.

“Now, if you don’t mind,” he said, “I promised to take my Love to brunch this morning.” He was almost out the door when he turned to Jillian and said, “Good luck to you, Miss Sandro. I hope for both our sakes that Reid Jackson is up to the task.” And he was gone.

“Sit,” Casimir instructed Jillian. “We will eat.”

“I’m not hungry,” she said quietly.

“It was not a question.”

“Being hit, drugged, and kidnapped kind of killed my appetite,” she said. “I’m not hungry.

Casimir’s stone gray eyes burned into her, but she stood her ground, until he slapped her across the face with the back of his hand so hard that she fell to the ground.

“I told you it was not a question,” he said, adjusting the cuff of his right sleeve. “Now get up before you drip blood on the carpet.”

Jillian touched her stinging lip. The ring on his finger had split it. She stood up and sat down on the chair, fighting back tears.

“Good,” said Casimir as he took his seat.

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