Zero Hour by Germain Lili St

Author:Germain, Lili St. [Germain, Lili St.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: St. Germain Publishing
Published: 2015-11-23T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

JASE

I remember the day Dornan Ross locked me up and left me to rot.

He’d just returned from taking Juliette to the hospital. She’s alive, she’s alive, that’s what I kept telling myself. Pop won’t let her die. He can’t. She knows where the money is. Even I didn’t know where Juliette’s father had hidden the money Mariana had siphoned from the Cartel’s bank accounts over a period of almost ten years.

I remember the way the gun felt too heavy in my hand, loaded with a single bullet. My dad, fucking psychopath that he was, had already shot John Portland for sleeping with his woman. He shot him in the dick. I can still hear him groaning, the way his blood soaked the ground around him.

What a way to die. I can’t imagine anywhere worse to bleed out, as a guy. It was a deliberate choice of shot for my dad—fuck Dornan’s woman and it’s the last woman you’ll ever stick your cock inside.

I still think about it sometimes, when I look at Juliette and see her father’s face. It’s harder to see now, with the way she changed her cheekbones and her nose to slip under Dornan’s radar when she blew back into town, looking for vengeance. But I can see him there. I still look at the woman I love and am haunted by the fact that I killed her father. I mean, he was going to die anyway, but it still makes me hate myself that it was me who planted a bullet in his brain.

I don’t know why I’m thinking about this now. Maybe it’s because I’m watching Juliette as she looks out of our bedroom window and realize that she and her father have—had—the exact same shaped skull.

Maybe I’m just feeling guilty today.

“I never thought I’d be happy to be back in Los Angeles,” she says, staring out of the window to the Hollywood sign in the hills.

“Come away from there,” I say, tugging her hand. “Your hair’s like this big homing beacon.” I smile as I say it, ruffling her long red strands with my fingers.

“I don’t want you to come to this meeting,” I say. “No lies. I’m being honest. I don’t know which of these fucking people we can trust, Julz, and I don’t want you caught in the crossfire. I want you to be safe.”

She puts her hand on my cheek, stepping forward so I have to take a step back. She pushes me until I’m backed up against the bed, pressing my shoulders so I sit down on the edge.

“And I’m coming to the meeting anyway,” she says, smiling sweetly as she straddles me. I’m hard almost instantly; I don’t know if it’s our impending doom or the way her t-shirt hugs her tits, but I want to fuck her more than I have in a long time.

Maybe it’s because there’s an awesome chance that we’re both going to die tonight.

I bite her nipple through the thin t-shirt material and hear her gasp.

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