The luxurious master cabin on the yacht suddenly felt far too small, the air thick with the heavy scent of s*x, sweat, and the sharp edge of impending violence.
Elena’s body was still trembling violently from the powerful orgasm Damien had ripped from her only moments earlier. Her inner walls continued to flutter and clench around nothing as he slowly withdrew his thick fingers from her soaked, pulsing core.
The warm afterglow that should have left her floating in bliss was instantly shattered by the cold, professional voice coming through the phone speaker like a death sentence.
“Boss, the new shipment is ready. But we have a serious problem. Christian just wired a large payment to a hitman. The target is Elena Voss. He knows she’s with you tonight.”
She shoved hard at Damien’s broad,
