the two quizzically.
“The pretty little lady is right, I’m afraid. As of today I’m walking away from what has been a rather lucrative partnership, but the best part is I plan on taking your earnings too.”
“ Chinga tu madre ,” Enrique cursed. What happened next seemed as if it were scripted from a mafia film, forcing Tiffany into immediate action. With precision reflexes Enrique reached for a holstered gun at his side but fell short on the draw as Alexi had already procured one from the waist of his trousers and was aiming point blank for his former partner. With the courage of someone determined to live Tiffany lunged herself at Alexi mere seconds before the shot rang out from his weapon.
She heard a loud yelp as metal made contact with flesh. Another bullet sounded its warning cry before a sharp, excruciating pain pummeled through her chest radiating in a burst of white hot agony which left her gasping for her next breath. In the distance she could hear rapid footfalls rushing up the flight of stairs. Any minute the room would be inundated with both mobsters’ security force. Her body hit the floor. She struggled to maintain conscious ness but was pleased to see Alexi’s ill-fated shot had actually made contact with Yan’s shoulder. The evidence seeped through his fingers coating them and his shirt in red while he cursed, shooting daggers at her with his eyes. She blinked through the pain using precious energy to maneuver and see the chair where Ramj sat. Elation filled her at its emptiness. He was alive. Her sigh of relief was cut short by the pain burning in her chest. It even hurt to keep her eyes open. The sounds of gunshots and yells managed to push through the pain. In her heart of hearts she knew Ramj was responsible for the new round of damage and was certain he would be okay.
***
A nearby stream was the first thing to get her attention, followed immediately by the sun’s light beaming down on her face.
“Can someone cancel morning?” She groaned reaching for a pillow to shield her face.
“Anything you wish.”
The response was followed by a swishing sound. Blessedly the room dimmed but she temporarily forgot her morning aversions as she recognized the familiar voice.
“Ramj!” She snapped into a sitting position, realizing instantly what a bad idea it was as the throbbing in her head and chest made her collapse back into the downy pillows.
He was at her side in seconds. “Whoa, take it easy the h ealer hasn’t quite finished with you yet.”
“ Fine, tell whoever I’d appreciate a lethal injection if there’s one handy.”
He chuckled while gingerly attempting to make her comfortable. “Not today, my sweet. The h ealer went as far as mending your life threatening wound but thought it better to consult you before attending to your subsequent discomfort.”
“So I was left this way on purpose?”
“In a sense. You couldn’t be consulted about the injuries so I made a judgment call. I hope you don’t mind.” A smile etched his voice.
“Thank you, but for future reference you can authorize them to take away the pain, and even the memory if they want.” She managed a smile.
Ramj gave a slight bow of understanding. He looked completely breathtaking standing at the side of the bed dressed in black fitted leather type pants, a mesh top that contoured to his powerful upper body. His hair fell in a sexy disarray about his head as if he’d run fingers through it several times.
“So are you going to stand there looking handso me or are you going to make the call to the doctor.”
“I summoned her as soon as you started to wake.”
She closed he r eyes willing the person to arrive soon.
“Tiff, that was pretty foolish of you to show up at Alexi’s.”
“I couldn’t let you walk into an ambush, and quite honestly I didn’t think Rasa would be there.”
“But you thought you could handle Alexi and his men on your own?” He didn’t try to mask the disbelief in his
“The pretty little lady is right, I’m afraid. As of today I’m walking away from what has been a rather lucrative partnership, but the best part is I plan on taking your earnings too.”
“ Chinga tu madre ,” Enrique cursed. What happened next seemed as if it were scripted from a mafia film, forcing Tiffany into immediate action. With precision reflexes Enrique reached for a holstered gun at his side but fell short on the draw as Alexi had already procured one from the waist of his trousers and was aiming point blank for his former partner. With the courage of someone determined to live Tiffany lunged herself at Alexi mere seconds before the shot rang out from his weapon.
She heard a loud yelp as metal made contact with flesh. Another bullet sounded its warning cry before a sharp, excruciating pain pummeled through her chest radiating in a burst of white hot agony which left her gasping for her next breath. In the distance she could hear rapid footfalls rushing up the flight of stairs. Any minute the room would be inundated with both mobsters’ security force. Her body hit the floor. She struggled to maintain conscious ness but was pleased to see Alexi’s ill-fated shot had actually made contact with Yan’s shoulder. The evidence seeped through his fingers coating them and his shirt in red while he cursed, shooting daggers at her with his eyes. She blinked through the pain using precious energy to maneuver and see the chair where Ramj sat. Elation filled her at its emptiness. He was alive. Her sigh of relief was cut short by the pain burning in her chest. It even hurt to keep her eyes open. The sounds of gunshots and yells managed to push through the pain. In her heart of hearts she knew Ramj was responsible for the new round of damage and was certain he would be okay.
***
A nearby stream was the first thing to get her attention, followed immediately by the sun’s light beaming down on her face.
“Can someone cancel morning?” She groaned reaching for a pillow to shield her face.
“Anything you wish.”
The response was followed by a swishing sound. Blessedly the room dimmed but she temporarily forgot her morning aversions as she recognized the familiar voice.
“Ramj!” She snapped into a sitting position, realizing instantly what a bad idea it was as the throbbing in her head and chest made her collapse back into the downy pillows.
He was at her side in seconds. “Whoa, take it easy the h ealer hasn’t quite finished with you yet.”
“ Fine, tell whoever I’d appreciate a lethal injection if there’s one handy.”
He chuckled while gingerly attempting to make her comfortable. “Not today, my sweet. The h ealer went as far as mending your life threatening wound but thought it better to consult you before attending to your subsequent discomfort.”
“So I was left this way on purpose?”
“In a sense. You couldn’t be consulted about the injuries so I made a judgment call. I hope you don’t mind.” A smile etched his voice.
“Thank you, but for future reference you can authorize them to take away the pain, and even the memory if they want.” She managed a smile.
Ramj gave a slight bow of understanding. He looked completely breathtaking standing at the side of the bed dressed in black fitted leather type pants, a mesh top that contoured to his powerful upper body. His hair fell in a sexy disarray about his head as if he’d run fingers through it several times.
“So are you going to stand there looking handso me or are you going to make the call to the doctor.”
“I summoned her as soon as you started to wake.”
She closed he r eyes willing the person to arrive soon.
“Tiff, that was pretty foolish of you to show up at Alexi’s.”
“I couldn’t let you walk into an ambush, and quite honestly I didn’t think Rasa would be there.”
“But you thought you could handle Alexi and his men on your own?” He didn’t try to mask the disbelief in his
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