Marked 1 The Missing Link J M Sevilla

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.Jay looks shocked and I hear the Vault guy chuckle. Got any more in there sweetheart? Vault asks.My cheeks redden as I pull another one from the other side and Jay's jaw drops. You're killing me, babe, Jay's jaw is grinding back and forth, and at first glance I think he'spissed but his lips keep jerking upwards holding back a smile.The two men who escorted me in step forward and I hand them over.The one who frisked medoesn't look too pleased and darts a nervous glance at Vault.He points a finger in my face, Pull astunt like that again and I put a bullet through your fucking head.Jay immediately stands between us, Get your motherfucking finger out of her face, or you won'thave a hand to pull that trigger with, got it? Did you forget who's house you're in? The man snarls, We took your weapons, what the fuckare you going to do?Faster than I can blink, Jay has the man in a choke hold and the guy's revolver jammed into histemple.The other guard draws his gun and points it at Jay as three other men enter the room with gunsall aimed at him.Wow, shit just got intense, fast.I place a hand on my pounding heart, which catches the attentionof one of the men who now as a gun aimed at me.Like a bad action movie, my hands flatten out andcome out to the side of my face in surrender.It didn't cross my mind moving my hand might make themthink I was.what? Going for a gun or something?Jay notices the gun aimed at me, Vault, tell your fucking men not to point a fucking gun at her orI'll take you all out. We all know you're not stupid enough to shoot me, Vaults says.Jay cocks the gun, Try me.Vault laughs, Damn, you've got it bad.Leave, guys.It's cool here. His guards don't back down, Leave! They reluctantly retreat and Jay lets go of the man and hands him his gun. Your security sucks, Vault.I could have had both this dude and you shot before the others camein, and I'd have them down by now too. The man snatches the gun and angrily leaves.Vault and Jay are facing each other, eyes cold, and then they both start grinning. My offer still stands: Head of Security is yours whenever you want it.Vault gestures to the couches he has in the center of the room, and I take the opportunity to lookaround his office as we walk over to them.It's just as expensive looking as the lobby.To the left ofthe couches is a wall of security screens, with two closed doors on each end.To the right is awooden wall, with one large piece of artwork taking up most of it and another closed door at the farright.Behind the couches is a desk, and instead of a wall behind it it's one long window overlookingthe city.Still holding my hand, Jay and I sit on the couch, opposite Vault.Jay puts his arm across my bodyand rests his hand between my legs, cupping under the middle of my thigh, making it sit on his fingers.It almost feels like Jay is having his arm be my armor, which it almost could be considering it's size.Ihave to sit up straight in order to see around his bicep.I feel like a child and I force it to move.I havehis elbow rest on the top of thigh.I move his hand and clasp it between both of mine, giving itreassuring rubs with my thumb.Before Vault sits he extends a hand out to me, We haven't been probably introduced yet.I'mBenedict Cole, but in Jay's world I'm known as Vault.I accept his hand and firmly shake it.I'm about to say my name but I stop to look at Jay, not surewhat name he wants me to use. He already knows who you are, and now he's got your damn hand print, he gruffly responds tomy silent question.I give Vault a friendly smile, Lily Evans.Are you the president of the bank? Is that why they callyou Vault?Vault takes a seat and Jay shoots me a warning glance but I pretend not to see it. No sweetheart, I own the bank.I pay morons to run it for me. I love the way he sayssweetheart; it's extremely sensual and seductive, I got the name Vault because I know a lot ofpeople's dirty little secrets and I keep safe what ever it is a person from Jay's world wants kept safe. Like people?Vault chuckles, No, they don't give a shit about people.I'm talking money, or things worth a lotof money. Vault focuses in on Jay, Did you not tell her anything about me? No. He never wants to tell me anything.Jay curses and gives me a shut your trap glare but I pretend not to see that too. The scar on your temple, I feel Jay's body stiffen and his hand squeezes mine but I stillcontinue, Did you get it from the same person as Jay?Vault's eyes cloud over in gloom, Yeah, same night Jay's old man died and he got his thirdmark. Fuck, Vault! Jay cries, She doesn t know about that shit [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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