opened in seconds. Justice couldn’t say what he expected to find behind the locked door, but it wasn’t what he found. Sure, he’d expected a female and even an attractive one, but this female got right to the heart of him.
“You need to leave before you are killed.” She said without even looking up at him.
“I’m rather hard to kill, if I do say so myself.” His deep voice rumbled and now she looked up.
Her eyes were incredible, a mix of blues, greens, and browns the like of which he’d never seen. Her hair was black as ebony and her skin a mocha he just wanted to taste. Her lips were plump and begging to be kissed. Her body an hourglass with full breasts and lush hips to hang on to. He was a goner, the mission barely a memory as he stared at this female. All he was sure of was that he had to have her. Nothing would stop him, no one had better try. Stepping closer, her scent nearly knocked him to his knees.
“Who are you?” She asked softly. On her face, he saw her attraction to him.
“I am Justice.”
“That’s a rather large claim.”
“No, it’s the name my mother gave me. I’ll admit at times it is hard to satisfy the expectations, but I try to be fair. Sometimes fair is harsh.”
“Why are you here?”
“I’m here to carry out a mission,” Justice answered as truthfully as possible.
“You’re here to kill the master? That would be a priceless gift to all who live here.”
“That old man on the edge of death is no one’s master, especially not yours.”
“He may be old and sick, but he still holds the lives of everyone in this house and those who work for him in his weak and shaky hands.”
“Not for long, soon you and the others will be free.”
“If they suspect he’s been killed, they will hunt down and exterminate all of us. Our lives have no value to them. A caretaker who doesn’t care and guards who can’t protect, we’ll be slaughtered.”
“No, I would never allow that. It will look as if he went to sleep and his body just gave out. I’ve heard his son calls every day to see if he still lives. No one will be surprised to find he’s gone.”
“You would do that for me?” What might he want for such a gift? What wouldn’t I give him in return?
“I would, but that was the plan all along.”
“An assassination no one knows about? What can this possibly do for your clients?”
“He needs punishing, but the son will suspect his death was helped along. If he doesn’t become a changed man, his death will be next.”
Envy stepped closer looking up into his eyes. “A man pays a price with every life he takes. Don’t let it steal your soul, Justice.”
He shivered at the words. This man was evil and the taking would hurt less than most. “Someone has to carry out the sentence.” He looked at her and saw something in her eyes, something kind and giving.
“It doesn’t always have to be you.”
He reached out and pulled her into his arms. His body felt the heat of desire immediately and hers did too judging by the sweet scent of her need. A female like this could soothe a multitude of hurts. Her perfume seemed to cloud his thinking and he rained kisses down on her. It didn’t matter why, it only mattered that all of him, his inner animal and his human brain, all wanted her now. This was something that couldn’t wait.
The mission? What mission? This female was filling all his senses like a witch that cast a spell on him and right now, he didn’t care. He would worry about the fall out later. Once he sated both of their needs and he could think clearly, he would finish his task and move on.
“Are you sure?” He asked giving her a chance to change her mind. She was so full of sweetness and innocence.
“I feel like I’ve been waiting for you, for this moment, all of my life.”
“Foreseeing?”
“No, I just trust my sense of what is right and this feels right.”
He returned to kissing and stroking her. A low moan worked its way to the surface.
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