The Assassin’s Billionaire Bodyguard – Chapter 25
“My eyeballs hurt,” Isabella groaned as she pressed her palms against them.
“My liver is holding my stomach hostage for the damage I’ve caused it.” Sabine mumbled from where she lay on the floor of the private airport terminal, uncaring how many times Clara had commented it was filthy. She gripped her abdomen in pain.
They had arrived on time only to be told the flight was delayed because of a mechanical issue. Since the airport terminal was small and privately owned, the mechanic and his team had to make sure they were safe to go but there was only one team. They’d been warned another party was waiting to board their plane and they too were delayed as the mechanical team worked on Clara’s jet. Considering the various states of drunkenness, the women didn’t care. They were all sulking and in agony except for one.
es as she half-dozed in her seat.
from where she was curled in a ball in a chai
to call my wife.”
leave was an option,” Clara’s voice shook as she threw her best friend a dirty look. “You cheated.” She twisted uncomfortably, “I think I’m dying.”
d in unison she chuckled, “the last part is a lie. I passed out two minutes after calling Bliss and she hung up. Quite sure I’m going ho
a drink.” Clara mocked her. She looked to Isabella curiously. “Ruiz, what’s the deal
of the small terminal and looked at the group. As if aware they were being watched they all turned to look at the group of women. Isabella’s eyes locked with a
ested. “He’s hot Ruiz. Nice job snagging him.”
in Brazil?”
in the tight black t-shirt and the black cargo pants hugging his lithe frame. He had a couple days worth of stubble and he looked rugged and wild. The man was s*x on legs.
t, Clara?”
in her knapsack. “Isabella, make your nosy boyfriend go away or I’m hiring a hit man. I know of three in the loca
ropov could have followed you.”
as a resounding cackle at Cat’s words.
his magnificent angry glory.” She could see he was furious by the way his e
was biting.
ur s**t somewhere else and deal with it,” Clara’s annoyed voice cut into her protest.
at her. “Thanks girl.” She tried to twist the cap off and grimaced and passed the bottle to Cam. “Help a girl out?”
Are you drunk?” He undid the cap of the bottle and held it out to
water.” She heard the girls snicker at her comment, and she grinned despite herself. “Why are you in Rio?”
of us,” Corry called out. “Our d***s are bigger.”
ked Isabella from her friends.
k.
g away.”
t minute Clara and I are boarding a flight with seven of our closest friends to party at her friend’s resort on the beach. After the last few weeks, the opportunity to just cut loose was too good to be true.”
unk on a Monday morning.”
xpecting me at work today.”
s not safe.” He muttered angrily. “Rio can be dangerous.”
ay.”
hat?”
t know I ride the subway? It’s how I met y
ated hand through his hair.
he beach Torres?” She touched the ink on his arm. “I’ve never seen you in daylight without the suit on. Lookin’ good, Torres.” She failed at flirting and the girls were la
o helps.” Sabine rolled over onto her back and used her knapsack as a pillow. “Also, you should bathe Ruiz, you smell terrible.”
its and made a face. “Sorry Torres. I h
y last boyfriend preferred me that way Ruiz.” Jesse cal
a has hundreds of threats every day.”
.” She eyed him critically. “I’ve had a really great weekend and a lot of fun with the
d upward as she slurred. “You need to sober up.”
e.”
get to New York, you go straight home and
e saluted him and
pace. “Ms. Draxton, the plane is ready to board you now.”
uld have had security here with you and not being on
accosted before you pull your weapon.” Clara intoned with annoyance.
of women and no security on the flight.”
way I came.”
lders, “Please, reconsider. It’s not safe.”
iz, move it to the plane
rd and kissed his cheek.
chin and kissed her mout
Clara bellowed.
im and swung her bag and headed to the middle of the pack and then they fi
g she was already taking from the girls surrounding her.
ication from the bag and then shoved it under her seat.
t them.
z, move!” Isabella mocked her sister-in-law. “He got your panties in a twist boss?” She closed her eyes.
o explain to your mother and my husband why you’re not on my plane when we disembark.”
nch of strangers I’ve never met by a man who is pissed off at me because I didn’t stay home in my kitchen baking cookies while he was away.”
is machismo bullshit,” Corry groaned.
wards a bad hangover to deal with his insanity. Also, I’d pit this crew of women against his team any day but it’s not like I can tell him ab
dered.
nitely something mercenary.”
ver Clara’s chair and looked at Isabella. “Your boyfriend
gent working for Cam killed three guys getting the accountant out. If his underlings are killing three men on their own, well, let’s just say Cam’s the kind of boss to lead by example. His hands are dirty.”
rd. I sure as hell want to know he isn’t putting her in danger.”
ious.
called out. “My head is pou
re question,” Corry
e shit-eating grin.
they everywhere?”
erywhere.”
“Yup.”
“Yup.”
“Legs?
ace. “Are you done?”
“
Jesus Beta!” Clara cussed out. “Enough. We don’t need a full description of Cam Torres naked. If Isabella proposes to him,
her sister-in-law. “Oh my god, I’m not going to propose.”
fan.” Sabine reminded everyone.
ication kicked in, she allowed herself to think of how he’d kissed her in the terminal, his eyes hot and determined. There was something to be said for being the focus of such a si