He stays on the phone, yet we say nothing at all just watching the surveillance screens for absolutely nothing except the occasional flicker here or there. To anyone else this would be some crazy shit but fuck me, it’s hot.
Suddenly the camera in the admin office cuts out, for all of twenty seconds then it’s back on again, like nothing happened.
“She’s amazing,” declares Kai down the phone, “You better treat her good when she gets back, she deserves nothing less.”
“Yeah,” I respond as I cut the phone off.
Not needing any further acknowledgment of how amazing she is. I just need to talk to her first then she’ll hopefully give me a chance to make her feel like the goddess she is.
She’s not out of the building yet when there’s a knock on the door. Why the fuck is someone knocking at the door? I walk to the entry hall and glance at the intercom which has been blacked out.
Shit.
Something isn’t right here.
I quickly throw a text into the group chat then set it to silence. A knock sounds again as I’m pulling the handgun I’m glad I brought out of my coat pocket.
“I know you’re in there Rivera. It’s best you answer the fucking door now before I change my mind and grab her first instead.”
Holy shit.
Rico.
I don’t have a chance to send a follow up message before the door is being opened by a maid who is instantly shot before my eyes. Raising my gun, I steady myself.
Fuck.
Don’t come back Luna.
(Luna)
As I step away from DCM Tech, I slowly release the tension from my shoulders. Getting out of there unnoticed with a meter-long tube is a little more difficult than it was on the way in. Checking I’ve not got any of my devices still running, I hide in a nearby alley and put all my stuff away.
Fuck the adrenalin is going to take some time to wear off. Maybe it was a good thing Roman came down after all. I just want to know what it is we need to talk about first, it has my mind in overdrive worrying.
I walk back the exact way I came running through what I needed to do before I could sleep. I’d scanned the main overview already before I actually swiped all the papers, but I need to take copies of the rest when I got back to the room. Then I can ship it back to me in the morning.
I would never usually take a copy of documents I’d stolen before, but this time I wanted to know the why behind all of this, and I’d get a better picture once we’d all collated the information. Kai had already hacked into all of DCM’s system which is how he gave me the passages I’d been digitally using.
I knew Parker was close to completing the tech he was required to make. Oscar said he’s done everything except destroy the safe house and Roman had a good surveillance feed on the agent but hadn’t sealed a deal yet with DCM tech. Although he still hadn’t explained in more detail what the deal was for.
This was all just a mind fuck and clearly part of a bigger plan, which I refused to be blind too.
Seeing the hotel come into view I pick up my pace, ready to let Roman work me over, and pull me back from my veins exploding with this rush I was still riding. I take the stairs and pull my phone out of my backpack, remembering it’d been on silent whilst I was out.
Holy shit.
There were messages and missed calls from all of the guys, even worse than this morning.
Fuck sake.
We need some ground rules because this is getting out of hand. Getting to my floor I decide to get in first and talk to them all at the same time, because this is ridiculous. I thought there was an understanding after earlier but clearly I was wrong. Glancing at the messages as I near my door, I stop my next step.
Roman: PINEAPPLE
Kai: Where?
Oscar: What’s going on?
Oscar: Roman what is going on?
Parker: Where’s Luna?
Kai: We’re on our way.
Parker: Luna. Do not go back to the hotel.
Parker: Luna?
Oscar: Answer the fucking phone baby girl.
Oscar: Stay away from that hotel Luna.
What the hell is going on. I hear something smash from the other side of my door in front of me and I know whatever I’m about to walk into isn’t going to be good. I can’t walk away though, not with Roman inside. Dropping the blueprints, I pull my gun from my hoodie pocket and check my blade in my boot. Taking a deep breath, I lift my room card and the click is loud, whoever is here, knows I am too. I push the door with my foot and step back with my gun raised.
“Don’t be shy little Moon, if you want Roman to live longer than the next five seconds I suggest you show your face,” someone growls from the other side.
I can’t place the voice, but I know this isn’t good.
Keeping my gun raised I step into the room and my insides are screaming.
Parker's father.
Flanked by four men with Roman tied to a chair.
I’m going to fucking kill him.
“What’s going on here?” I ask casually like my heart isn’t pounding in my ears.
“Well, you refused to meet me at the party on Saturday, and as hot as Rafe likes to think he is nobody, and I mean nobody says no to me. That would include you Miss Steele now wouldn’t it?”
The sneer on his face is menacing, and the look in his eyes is crazed. He’s definitely got drugs running through his veins, which makes him even more unpredictable.
“Well now you have my attention, so say what it is you want to say and fuck off.”
I try to keep my voice even, but I don’t think it’s a complete
