In Adolf’s office, Bella was trying her best to remain calm and play her part, but she was having more and more trouble. As soon as the door was closed behind them Mikel had thrown his g*n onto the loveseat, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her.
It repulsed her to the very core, her grandfather’s murderer sticking his tongue down her throat and his hands roaming up and down her body. But she saw no other way to keep him from becoming lethal other than to play along. So, she kissed him back, although she would sooner have shot him.
And if I can just get to that g*n, I’ll be happy to, she told herself.
She pulled herself free from his octopus-like hands and said breathlessly, “Wow, you sure can sweep a girl off her feet. But we have the rest of our lives, my love. How about that drink
