The Assassin’s Billionaire Bodyguard – Chapter 43
Isabella stared at Cam and wished she could be less emotionally involved.
“It is what I do,” she saw his face trying to remain neutral, but the flick of irritation kept rising to the surface. “I am contracted by a highly organized collective who investigates and traces s*x traffickers, both individuals and well-structured rings. When Clara rescued me nearly seven years ago, I was one of fifty girls who had been selected from the USA for a buyer in the Middle East who had proclivities for virgins. He had a physician working on his payroll here in New York who had examined me when I had gone to a clinic for birth control. She flagged my file, I was tracked and then kidnapped and held for shipping. Clara intercepted the night before I was set to be sent to Miami to be put in a shipping container with forty-nine other women so some billionaire could take my virginity and make me his s*x slave.”
The curse he emitted made her wonder if he was mad, she had left out this information when she’d told him of her kidnapping or if he was pissed off at the details themselves. Either way, he was angry.
nd of the a*****e who bought me. We also took all his money and used it to fund other operations.”
els in surprise. “You’re serious.”
w to recruit me.”
s information his face didn’t show it.
se me there far more than they do in the field. I’m good in the field,” she bragged, “but my ability to find anomalies has come in handy.”
“Your team?”
ost teams are four women and we run in local areas. We do occasional international missions and sometimes we combine teams. The East Coast of the US has seven teams of four women except for ours. Ours has five. I’m the fifth. The only way Elian doesn’t have a stroke when I go out is because he knows his crazy wife is covering my a*s.”
s high-pitched as Portia’s.
le, and it is to bring me home alive because he doesn’t want to tell Mama some s****l deviant got me a second time. Since Clara is set to be the one to take over the entire organization in about ten years, she was given a choice to tell him or
ly secretive organization is one I’ve never heard of, and I know a lot. Why me?”
” Isabella rolled her eyes. “I love her but she’s in my personal s**t all the time.”
ing the question”
er and Clara felt it was appropriate.”
“Why?”
place in twenty to thirty years.”
of killing them and rescuing their victims?”
t time a frisson of excitement coursed her veins.
this why your house has all the s
secrets, and maybe they are. I work on significant projects for companies all over the world and some of the security things we work on are highly sensitive. Technology is cutthroat and brutal. Frankly, I’m more likely to be kidnapped and
is, his wife and kids’ lives threatened to the point Clara has had to hide them more than once.” She grimaced, “I’m safer taking on a cartel than I am running numbers at Draxton. The reason my windows are what they are is because Ben was worried living in Queens and not in a gated communit
was sleep deprived. Misery loves company apparently.
one other question.”
estion surprised her.
did Clara and whoever your leader is feel it was appropriate to tell me?” his eyes were steady and intent as they stared at her daring her to tell him the truth.
under the blanket and she patted him absently, his wet nose nudging her arm. She felt her heart racing and her palms dampening as she held his gaze, “because they know I’m in love with you and between them they’re convinced I’m the greatest thing since sliced bread so you either feel the same way now or you will feel the same way at some point. I’m not convinced but Clara threw me under the bus in front of the Andropov house leaving me no choice.” She shrugged as if she hadn’t just laid her heart bare for the first time in her life and as Casper slipped his head up
he asked quietly.
on I never wanted to date you was because I wanted to avoid this like the plague.”
ll other than angry. I get angry a lot. Falling in love, well, not really my schtick.” She looked at Casper and nuzzled him, “if I’m honest, I didn’t think I could. I mean I was with Evgeni three years and never said it once. Sabine often jokes in this line of work, most of us have personality disorders.”
ld Portia to call knows what you do?”
eam. She was at the location to get Portia before me. She helped me ge
d to him, “all the women
ated them.”
u there for a job?”
nst Casper’s fur. “Can you let yourself out please? Tonight, I must face my parents and my siblings for a damn family dinner I don’t want to attend. I’m going to bed.”
nd she could just start over somewhere else. She sighed as she crawled onto her bed and Casper curled up against her chest.
throat was parched, and her eyes were burning. She wanted to sleep but her mind was not cooperating.
he kissed his little face. “I know buddy, I know. I’m okay. I promise.”
pulling her in a roll backwards and she shifted against it. He lay behind her and wrapped his arm around her.
n your watch and just sleep. We both sleep better this way.”
nt your mama to rest. I think we all need to rest, huh little buddy.”
or as Casper nuzzled his hand before tucking his head back under her chin. She considered her own body a traitor as it snuggled against the
wasn’t long in following behind. She didn’t get the easy dreamless sleep she had been hoping.
pping, twisted with Portia’s rescue and tangled with Evgeni’s stalking of her over the last month and she was spiralling into a blood-filled panoramic display. She flailed in her sleep as she fought her way through an army of soldiers trying to rescue Portia from a crazy Evgeni. Using her knives and a gun she shot and sliced her way only to find Portia dead and Evgeni gone. She screamed in frustration and then the sound of Casper barking made her look around for him in the dark warehouse of her nightmares. She called to him, but he just kept barking leading her
coupled with the sound of a man’s voice.
hink, and she instinctively reached for Ca
Clara warned me I’d dream of her. It’s harder when you know them,” she whispered as she pushed her hair out of her face. “Thursday night took me thirty-one minutes to get to her. I knew you and Gideon were in Mikhail’s and it was why she couldn’t reach you. It took me thirty minutes on my bike in November. If it would have been summer with more traffic it would have been longer. If he had woken up and beat the door in and found her on the phone,” her breath was shaky as she t
r back proving he was affected.
s.
b blonde act is for show. I didn’t know whether to shake her silly for having two phones and the way she got away from her security detail or hugging her because her sneakiness kept her alive.”
lled the fucker.” His tone told her he was ser
ted him to his gut. Sabby slit his throat. He begged to be allowed to live after he confessed to raping four women and kidnapping two.”
a b***h, but I swear I love you a hundred-fold more because you did it slowly and painfully.” His words were slow and deliberate so she wouldn’t misunderstand
forward and kissed his arms folded over her chest. S