Page 34 of His Kidnapped Queen
Oscar’s shoulders relax and I realize he’s not going to hit me. Thank Christ.
I don’t have time for an all-out mob war.
“Alright,” he says finally.
I nod and he nods back, and that’s all there is to it.
I know Oscar, and he’ll be over it soon. He doesn’t hold a grudge.
I search the crowd desperately, eyes everywhere, and finally catch sight of gold slipping through people.
I need to find her. I need to know why she’s here. Because if she’s here for someone else, I’m going to commit murder, and if she’s here undercover…
Well, I don’t know what I’ll do if she’s here undercover.
I could call out her name, but if sheisundercover and I blow her cover, she could be in danger. The idea of her being in peril makes my throat feel tight.
I move through the crowd, all but shoving people out of the way, and she’s sliding through the back door before I can catch up.
Doesn’t matter. I’ll find her.
She’s not getting away from me.
Not again.
9
SOPHIA
I don’t run, but I’m power walking as I try to escape. I can’t stay here. Everything’s fucked. My cover isn’t blown yet, and I’m hoping it won’t be if I can just get away.
What is evenhappeningright now? He wasn’t supposed to be here. It was supposed to be Nico Rossi. It’s bad enough that I have to go undercover to get information on his brother, but Luca himself?
This is stupid. This is dangerous. Scott was right.
Scott.
I fumble for my purse, stepping out into the alleyway, and then suddenly there’s a rough hand on my arm, twisting me around.
I gasp, bouncing against a hard chest.
I look up into green eyes, the same green eyes I see every day in my daughter.
Fuck.
“You’re not leaving.”
I frown, looking away from him.
He pins me against the wall with his body. He’s so close. His breath blows against my hair, making me shiver.
“I have to go. I have somewhere to be.”
“You’re here with me,” he says, his green eyes fierce.
“Luca…it was…one night. It was nice,” I start, and he huffs out a frustrated breath.
“Nice? Is that what you call it?” He slides his nose against my neck, nuzzling me as goosebumps pop up along my skin. “I had you screaming my name in under half an hour. And you call itnice?”
