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That bitch fucking cut me.

I want to stand up, but then she delivers the final blow. She kicks me in the side of my head with her foot.

Dizziness takes over me, but not before I turn my earpiece on with shaky hands. Even though I will probably lose consciousness in about a minute, I want my team to hear me. I’m trying my hardest to keep my eyes open, but my body feels limp. Right before my consciousness evades me, I see two feet beside my head.

Lana.

“Your team should watch out. Sleep tight, Noa.” And darkness consumes me as she leaves.

Chapter twelve

Lana

I’m in my car and heading back to my estate. Luckily, I always have an extra pair of clothes packed in my car; my team doesn’t need to see my pussy through my ripped pants. As I drive, I think about what he did to me.

“Noa.” I wish I were stronger whenever I am near him, but I caved into temptation for one moment. One fleeting moment was needed to pull me back from the fogginess that clouded my judgment.

“You are going to die by my hands.”

He didn’t want me. He wanted my body, and I hate what he did to it. But I hate myself more for liking the violation. I screamed no, but my body said yes. Moreover, I almost said yes.

“Fuck you, you fucking bastard!” I scream as I punch my steering wheel. The screen on my dashboard lights up with Emin’s name. I pick up immediately.

“Target is taken out. Headed back to the estate.” I push out the words as quickly as I can.

“Lana, fucking breathe. What happened?” Fuck Emin and his questions.

“Nothing happened.”

“Don’t lie to me.”

“Emin.”

“Lana.” He shoots back, and I sigh. He is the one person I can’t lie to.

“Contract terminated. I yielded it to the big fish.” Even though I can’t see him, I know Emin bowed his head in exasperation. Not because I gave up the contract; no, it’s because he knows I saw him. If I had killed him…

“…you probably would have told me already if his body was in the trunk of your car.” I didn’t even hear a word he just said. Yet, he finished the sentence out loud I silently voiced in my head.

“That’s a problem for another day. Where are you?”

“In the control room with David. Why?” David is one of my IT guys. While Noa has the best hacker at his disposal, David is also good at his job.

“I want him to pull up everything he can find about Hana.”

“Hana? Noa’s IT specialist?”

“Do I need to fucking repeat myself?” Men are seriously pissing me the fucking off today.

“No, there is no need for it. He’ll have all the information you need once you are here.” I hang up and don’t pay any attention to the fact I haven’t given him any response. I am speeding through the city that he has in his back pocket.

Time to take that fucking control back.

***

I park my car as best as I can and hurry inside the estate. Because it’s nighttime, most of my employees have retreated to their wing. As I am making my way towards the control room where David and Emin are, I get stopped by the nurse who is on call.

“Lana, maybe it’s best if you come to the medical wing first?” My head whips so fast that it makes him take a step back. My icy gaze tells him that I’m not interested in that shit, so he backs off and returns to the medical wing. When I open the door to the control room, I immediately register that Emin has all the information I need on Hana.