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Chapter 40

JACE ‘JR’ ASHER/ TRIGGER

LAY LOW, COOL HEAD, DON’T FUCKING POKE at Amato’s business lest I wanted the whole mission to be in jeopardy.

The way I saw it the whole mission might as well have been in jeopardy right at this fucking second. Not even the taste of tobacco on my lips could smooth the tension that was so damn palpable in my car.

The thought of putting on music soured through my head but immediately died down. Last thing a princess like her needed was heavy rock music making her shiver far more than she was at the moment.

Because that’s what she had done. Fifteen minutes, thirty—make those thirty-one seconds and her thighs scrunched together. Her eyes…dark filthy orbs lingered out my window every five seconds and her hands tried to grasp reality by clutching her Gucci purse so damn tight her nails were an inch from breaking.