Onyx Mafia: Insatiable - Episode 5: (Lia and Meghan) (Onyx Mafia: Insatiable Book 1) Read Online Free PDF Page A

hand and saying loudly. “I’m Meghan, pleasure to meet you.”

    He stared at me, then smiled. “Yes, Meghan. We've met. You interviewed me a few days ago.”

    Oh. Right. It would help if I remembered my damn cover stories.

    I gave a little laugh, waving my hands. “So many faces.”

    He nodded and turned to speak to Brenda, who was asking him a question. My air of relief was cut short when I saw Lia staring at me from across the room, a small frown on her face.

    Lia doesn’t frown. She smiles, or smirks. Occasionally leers. I’ve never seen her frown.

    It made me intensely uncomfortable. I excused myself to nobody in particular, heading for the guest bathroom.

    Light footsteps behind me made me quicken my own steps. I turned abruptly, stopping Lia mid step. “Let me piss in peace, Lia.”

    Her eyes were granite. “Get in the fucking bathroom, Meghan.”

    Well, shit .

    I did and she closed the door behind her, leaning against it. “Aaron’s an agent.”

    “Um… no? Who? What do you mean,” I finished weakly.

    She swore. “How did I not see it? I thought there were only seven of you.”

    I swallowed. How did she know? Was there a mole? There were only three of us on the “audit” team.

    “What’s the big…” What’s the big deal was what I was going to say, but I trailed off at her very fucking scary expression. The cold look in her eye making me reconsider being in such a small space with this woman.

    “I set Brenda up with Aaron. I invited him here, to our home," she said flatly.

    Oh. Okay. I was breathing shallowly, not making any sudden movements. As one should do with a formidable and unpredictable predator.

    “Meghan.” Lia stepped forward, radiating danger. “Is Brenda a subject of investigation?”

    Oh. Fuck .

    “Lia,” I held out my hand placatingly. “I have no idea, but I don’t think so. I am not told such things, Lia.”

    She looked at me, searching every line, every muscle movement on my face. I counted the seconds in my head, reaching ten before her body relaxed, a small easy smile returning to her face.

    “I believe you, “ she said finally, bopping me lightly on the nose with a finger. “Don’t be too long, the games are about to begin.”

    Holy spitballs of fucks, that was terrifying. I spent a couple of minutes looking at myself in the mirror, convincing myself to go back out there. The woman in the mirror looked back at me, frankly disappointed: You’re fucking in over your head, Meghan.

    Yup.

    When I emerged, still a little shaken, there were about thirteen people in the spacious living room, everyone having already claimed their seats.

    There was one free seat left, a snug little spot between Lia and Azina.

    I looked around, spotting Brenda half lounging on a chaise. Bumped her over. “Thanks, Brenda.” She scowled, tugging her dress from under me.

    Lia looked amused. Zi outright laughed.

    Aaron leaned over to say something to Brenda and both women’s expressions changed – sliding to something I never want to be on the wrong side of. How could he not feel that? Like walking past the Lion’s cage with the gate left open and a pork chop in your pocket – The Lion’s breath on the back of your neck, closing in…

    “Aaron,” Lia called lightly. “It was unfortunate what happened to our backup data today, wasn’t it?”

    He nodded. “Yes. But at least everyone will have a current backup of their recent data. We’ll have to check it against the data we recover, of course.”

    She smiled. “To make sure there are no discrepancies.”

    “We want to know if anything has been lost.”

    She nodded and Azina, I don’t know, shifted somehow… and the angle of her cheeks, the way the light fell on her hair. Her eyes.  

    She took my breath away.

    Aaron’s too.

    “You’re in IT?” Azina asked.

    “Um, yes? Yes! Yes I am in IT.” He answered, bobbing his head. I felt kinda bad for him, knowing exactly what he was going