Deep Cover: A Dark Billionaire Romance by Reed Sophia

Author:Reed, Sophia
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-08-10T16:00:00+00:00

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Annie

"I didn't think you'd have the balls to come."

Kie looked the same. It had only been weeks since I'd left France with Cole, convinced that Kie was as dead as her Master. The slashes on her face had started to heal. That was something Vincent had done to her after she apparently embarrassed him by hurting me at the orgy dinner.

Kie was a beautiful woman if you didn't know the monster under her skin. The cuts on her face did nothing to take away from her beauty, they just made her strange and unrecognizable. I understood why she hated me. But her actions had started everything and I hated her as much as I was honestly afraid of her.

Once in Paris, she had come to me and dragged me out of my depression and out of my cell, forcing me into running clothes and out on the street and even though we were tailed by Vincent's goons driving a vehicle and carrying their guns in case either one of us got any ideas, it had been a sort of freedom and I had needed it.

Undoubtedly Vincent's idea had been to let me get my feet under me just long enough to knock them out again.

I didn't care. Being out had been a blessing. And he had ended up dead.

"What do you want, Kie? Why did you drag me out of my nice, safe looney bin?" Might as well take her first weapon away. I wasn't ashamed of the time I'd spent involuntarily committed, in part because of the "involuntary" clause. My father and Mark had me put there. Not because I was crazy. But because I was tangled up with Cole St. Martin in a BDSM relationship as well as in his experimental opiate program.

Clearly I couldn't be involved with anyone other than nice safe Mark without being labeled crazy.

"We have unfinished business," Kie said. But she didn't move the razor any closer to Cole, so maybe this wasn't about revenge for killing Vincent.

"And that would be?" My heart was jackhammering against my ribs. Undercover narc work taught me to hide my emotions and present a smooth, cool front.

That didn't mean I wasn't scared shitless, and all the more so when someone else's welfare was in my hands.

"For one thing, my peaches and cream complexion," she said and drew the razor over the healing cuts on her cheeks hard enough that a trickle of blood followed the blade.

I swallowed convulsively. I don't like knives or blades. It's too easy to get hurt, too hard to defend yourself against them without getting hurt.

Especially if you happen to be faced with a psychopath and you yourself are tied to a chair. I could see the panic in Cole's eyes.

But if what Kie intended to do was mark Cole, that was better than what she could do to a bound man when she had a razor and I had guns held on me and was across the room.

It would be a shame. Cole is beautiful.

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