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๐™„ ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™ก๐™™ ๐™—๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™ง๐™ž๐™›๐™ž๐™š๐™™ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ขโ€”๐™—๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐™„โ€™๐™ซ๐™š ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™›๐™š๐™ก๐™ฉ ๐™จ๐™–๐™›๐™š๐™งโ€ฆ

๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜›๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜”๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜”๐˜Š ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณโ€™๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ, ๐˜ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜โ€™๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ. ๐˜ˆ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ.

๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ.

๐˜–๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ

๐—ง๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฑ๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด. ๐——๐˜‚๐˜๐—ฐ๐—ต, ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜บ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฌ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ. ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐—ฅ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ.

๐˜โ€™๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฑ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎโ€”๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต. ๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ.

๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏโ€™๐˜ต ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜โ€™๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ. ๐˜•๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ.

๐™ˆ๐™ฎ ๐™œ๐™ช๐™ฎ๐™จ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ฅ ๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ฃ๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ข๐™–๐™ ๐™š ๐™จ๐™ช๐™ง๐™š ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ž๐™ฉ.







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Ranger stepped in front of me and Dutch. โ€œYou need to understand that you have no control right now. Youโ€™re in no position to be making demands with anyone, much less us.โ€

That only made her grin. โ€œA woman always has more control than men think. Itโ€™s why men are always toppled by a strong woman. Itโ€™s why men drive this world into the ground when women have the capability of making it better. More prosperous. Men do nothing but destroy. Itโ€™s the women that are tasked with building things back up.โ€

She stalked toward Ranger, standing onto her tiptoes just to get closer to his stone cold face.

โ€œSo, tell me,โ€ she said as she pointed her finger directly against his chest, โ€œdo you really think I have absolutely no control?โ€

Ranger chuckled darkly. โ€œGood. Iโ€™m glad you think that.โ€

She blinked. โ€œAnd whyโ€™s that?โ€

He slapped her hand away before getting into her face. โ€œBecause the only sense of control you feel you have is because Iโ€™ve allowed you to have it.โ€

Naomi didnโ€™t waver. โ€œThen, prove it. If you think youโ€™re so tough and so in control, then prove it.โ€

He tilted his head. โ€œSays the woman who gets to roam around freely, yet hasnโ€™t made one single move to leave.โ€

I looked over at Dutch, and even he had a blank stare on his face. It was like watching a goddamn train wreck, and we wondered who would get hit first.

Her, with her hand across his cheek. Or him, with his hand wrapped around her throat.

โ€œRanger?โ€ I asked.

He straightened his back. โ€œNow, go back downstairs to your little den of sin and–.โ€

Naomi took a step back and cleared her throat. โ€œYour guards do three rotation changes every single day. One at ten. One at four. One at nine. They circle around the building counterclockwise before coming inside and doing rotations around each and every level twice, going in the opposite direction. Clockwise.โ€

โ€œAnd?โ€ Ranger asked.

Thatโ€™s when Naomi smiled. โ€œDuring the three changes, two things occur: one, the side door all the way at the end of the living room hallway that you guys think you have concealed is completely free from prying eyes for six minutes; and two, no one locks the front door.โ€

โ€œWhat?โ€ Ranger hissed.

โ€œNot only that,โ€ Naomi said as he held her finger in the air, โ€œbut no one comes down these basement steps. They check the door, but they never come down to check on me. That leaves me very vulnerable to the โ€œatticโ€ access in the closet-slash-kitchen down there that leads into the ductwork of the house. Did you know that the ductwork in this place is large enough to fit my hips? Interesting, how that works.โ€

Dutch grinned and I had to admit, I wanted to chuckle. She was smart as a fucking whip, and it was clear that her fiancรฉe had taught her, in some ways, how to help herself.

But, Ranger was furious. โ€œGo on, since you seem to want to show us all how smart you are.โ€

And Naomi took the bait. โ€œYour evening crew doesnโ€™t like keeping that kind of routine schedule, though. The two men that park their lazy asses on the porch donโ€™t move for at least two hours at a time, which I donโ€™t think is part of their hourly rotation. Plus, they never check the third floor. I donโ€™t know how many times Iโ€™ve snuck up to the conference room and planned my escape by getting onto the roof that I know isnโ€™t guarded and distracting those porch dwellers long enough to steal the car they keep unlocked in the driveway.โ€

Iโ€™d never seen that kind of anger on Rangerโ€™s face. โ€œWell, thank you for telling me exactly who I need to fire and what needs to be fixed.โ€

It was then that she turned her attention to Dutch. To the long, angular, dead-faced knife-thrower that stood as still as a statue at my side. My gaze dropped to her fingers, watching her wiggle her engagement ring off her hand. And as she held it out for Dutch, he opened his palm.

Before all three of us watched her drop it against his skin.

โ€œThanks for doing my dirty work for me. At least now I have answers,โ€ Naomi said flatly.

Then, she turned her back to us, stumbled her tired ass back toward the basement, and slammed the door behind her.

Leaving the three of us shocked and rooted in our places.







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Savannah Rylan is a romance writer that spends most of her time writing and reading with her cat, Gris. When not writing about sexy bikers and the women that love them, you can find her on the beach with a drink in her hand or at the gym testing out some strange new position. Yoga, obviously. She lives in Southern California with her husband and Gris, the true love of her life.



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