glow and his jaw muscles flex. “Are you sleeping with him?”
Is he jealous? I wonder. “You know Roman only sleeps with men. He likes women well enough, but he doesn’t want to settle down and have puppies.”
“Are you sleeping with him?” He asks, angrier this time. More power washes over me and I rub my arms.
“Are you sleeping with Kayle?” I throw back at him. “Austin told me that vampires aren’t usually very picky about their sexual partners when they get older.”
“Jessica.” His voice is tight and his power ramps up.
I move away from him guardedly as he stands beside the bed.
“Please answer my question.” He says in a strained tone.
“I can do what I want to do. You don’t own me Christien so you can stop all this possessive macho crap.” I slide off the other side of the bed and stand with my hands on my hips.
“He cannot... no. You cannot sleep with him anymore Jessica!” The release of more power nearly causes my knees to buckle. “You are my mate. He cannot have you.”
“Stop, Christien.” I gasp for air that seems to be disappearing as his power fills the room. I grab on to my bedpost to keep me upright. “I can’t breathe.”
He finally sees me struggling and regains his temper. It is easier to breathe and I collapse on the bed panting.
“What the hell was that about Christien?” I blurt out harshly.
“I am sorry ma chatte petite . I did not mean for that to happen.”
He takes a step towards me and I cringe. He stills.
“I think you better go now.” I mumble, staying out of his reach.
“Jessica...” He starts to beg, but I cut him off.
“Leave, now!”
I can see the sadness and regret fill his eyes. He nods and walks out of the bedroom. A moment later, I hear the front door close. Scrambling to my feet, I rush downstairs and lock the dead bolts behind him. I grab my laptop and hug it close to me. Still feeling anxious, I go to the basement level and enter my safe room, locking myself inside.
Chapter 6
The lighted walls give the room an eerie glow, but I can see perfectly fine. My feet carry me to the back of the room to the small studio area I have created with a bed, couch and small table. I turn on my laptop and check my email. No one has requested my services so I log in to a secret underground site for fellow assassins. I browse the site to see if there are any contracts available for pickup. Normally, I do not pick up these types of contracts because they don’t pay enough, but today, I am just looking for some action to release some of the stress I am feeling. I see there are a couple of kidnapping requests, several desires to perform hits on some local drug dealers, bank jobs, smuggling, and one for a shakedown. None of them is worth my effort, but I look over the contracts in my area anyway.
Wanted:
Quick pickup and delivery
Pay: $2000
Location: Tempe, AZ
Contact: Redman
Wanted:
Pickup and hold for ransom
Pay: $4000
Location: Phoenix, AZ
Contact: Lakeside
I don’t even bother with the ransom request. I have no desire to bring anyone near me for any length of time. I usually avoid kidnappings because sometimes you need to kidnap children. I may not stop others from doing the job, but I don’t feel comfortable in performing them myself. I continue browsing until I come across an interesting post.
Wanted:
Bodyguard, tonight, experience necessary
Pay: $10000
Location: Phoenix, AZ
Contact: Timon
I click on Timon’s name and it brings up his contact information. Without a second thought, I pull out my secure cell phone and call the number. Surprisingly, the contact answers on the second ring.
“Yes?” A man with a deep voice answers.
“You may call me Olivia. I am responding to your request for a bodyguard.”
He is quiet for a moment. “What kind of experience do you have?”
“Enough. What type of proof would you need? If you need a reference, you can contact Rubio and ask him if I am
Is he jealous? I wonder. “You know Roman only sleeps with men. He likes women well enough, but he doesn’t want to settle down and have puppies.”
“Are you sleeping with him?” He asks, angrier this time. More power washes over me and I rub my arms.
“Are you sleeping with Kayle?” I throw back at him. “Austin told me that vampires aren’t usually very picky about their sexual partners when they get older.”
“Jessica.” His voice is tight and his power ramps up.
I move away from him guardedly as he stands beside the bed.
“Please answer my question.” He says in a strained tone.
“I can do what I want to do. You don’t own me Christien so you can stop all this possessive macho crap.” I slide off the other side of the bed and stand with my hands on my hips.
“He cannot... no. You cannot sleep with him anymore Jessica!” The release of more power nearly causes my knees to buckle. “You are my mate. He cannot have you.”
“Stop, Christien.” I gasp for air that seems to be disappearing as his power fills the room. I grab on to my bedpost to keep me upright. “I can’t breathe.”
He finally sees me struggling and regains his temper. It is easier to breathe and I collapse on the bed panting.
“What the hell was that about Christien?” I blurt out harshly.
“I am sorry ma chatte petite . I did not mean for that to happen.”
He takes a step towards me and I cringe. He stills.
“I think you better go now.” I mumble, staying out of his reach.
“Jessica...” He starts to beg, but I cut him off.
“Leave, now!”
I can see the sadness and regret fill his eyes. He nods and walks out of the bedroom. A moment later, I hear the front door close. Scrambling to my feet, I rush downstairs and lock the dead bolts behind him. I grab my laptop and hug it close to me. Still feeling anxious, I go to the basement level and enter my safe room, locking myself inside.
Chapter 6
The lighted walls give the room an eerie glow, but I can see perfectly fine. My feet carry me to the back of the room to the small studio area I have created with a bed, couch and small table. I turn on my laptop and check my email. No one has requested my services so I log in to a secret underground site for fellow assassins. I browse the site to see if there are any contracts available for pickup. Normally, I do not pick up these types of contracts because they don’t pay enough, but today, I am just looking for some action to release some of the stress I am feeling. I see there are a couple of kidnapping requests, several desires to perform hits on some local drug dealers, bank jobs, smuggling, and one for a shakedown. None of them is worth my effort, but I look over the contracts in my area anyway.
Wanted:
Quick pickup and delivery
Pay: $2000
Location: Tempe, AZ
Contact: Redman
Wanted:
Pickup and hold for ransom
Pay: $4000
Location: Phoenix, AZ
Contact: Lakeside
I don’t even bother with the ransom request. I have no desire to bring anyone near me for any length of time. I usually avoid kidnappings because sometimes you need to kidnap children. I may not stop others from doing the job, but I don’t feel comfortable in performing them myself. I continue browsing until I come across an interesting post.
Wanted:
Bodyguard, tonight, experience necessary
Pay: $10000
Location: Phoenix, AZ
Contact: Timon
I click on Timon’s name and it brings up his contact information. Without a second thought, I pull out my secure cell phone and call the number. Surprisingly, the contact answers on the second ring.
“Yes?” A man with a deep voice answers.
“You may call me Olivia. I am responding to your request for a bodyguard.”
He is quiet for a moment. “What kind of experience do you have?”
“Enough. What type of proof would you need? If you need a reference, you can contact Rubio and ask him if I am
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