What His Darkness Reveals #3: An Alpha Billionaire Romance by Frost Thea

Author:Frost, Thea [Frost, Thea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-04-06T07:00:00+00:00

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I wake up alone. Morning light is pouring through the large windows. I feel luxuriously rested, like a cat that's had her fill of cream. I stretch and reach out to Jack's side of the bed. It's cold. On his pillow is a folded piece of card. I pick it up and read, Work called. Make yourself at home. Back later.

I smile and hold the card to my nose. Am I imagining it, or can I smell his scent? Setting the card back, I sigh and curl a strand of my hair between my fingers. Everything is silent. This high up above the streets, I can't hear the traffic. It's a rare kind of stillness. I allow my eyes to drift around Jack's room, taking in its minimalist decor. Expensive and subtle. Like the money doesn't need to be flaunted.

Eventually I get out of bed and shower. I really need to start bringing a second set of clothing. I'll just wear my little black dress home and change there. I relish the shower. As I wash, I realize there are bruises around my wrists from the handcuffs.

They're tender to the touch. My heart skips a beat as I recall last night. The cold feel as the cuffs clicked into place. The loss of control. The horrible parallel to Jackie Oleander. Did Jack do that on purpose? Was he testing me?

Uneasy, I decide that whatever the test was, I've passed. For now.

I get out of the shower and see that my phone is blinking. I've missed a call. Blake. I immediately call him back.

"Where have you been?" His voice is sharp.

"Where have I been?" I'm outraged. "I tried calling you all day yesterday."

"Don't dodge the question. If you're going to take this job seriously, you need to be available whenever I need you."

I bite down on my next retort. "Fine. I'm here. What's going on?"

"Wilkinson wants to meet again. He said you have something that belongs to him."

"I do. His case file. I took it when Jack interrupted us. It was very interesting to read."

Blake's voice grows harsh. "You shouldn't have taken that folder, Bryce."

I feel something harden within me. "That's not my name."

"Yes. It. Is. Bryce Fischer. You need to return that folder immediately."

"Does the name Jackie Oleander ring a bell?"

Silence.

"Do you know how she died?"

Again, silence.

"Blake?"

"Jackie Oleander was Jack's previous dealer."

"Who looked fucking exactly like me."

"Did she?" He sounds almost careless. "I didn't know that."

"She did. Isn't that a crazy coincidence?" Something about the sex last night is making me feel brave. Demanding. Angry. "That you selected a replacement dealer who looks exactly like his previous one who died in some strange sex game only a month or two ago?"

Silence. Then, "That's unfortunate."

I laugh bitterly. "Yes, unfortunate. What else aren't you telling me, Blake?"

It's his turn to laugh. "Do you think I don't want you to succeed at this mission, Bryce? I've told you everything I know."

I wait. "Fine," I say at last. "I'll give Wilkinson's file back. Is he going to continue investigating Jack?"

"That's up to him.

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