Single Lady Spy 01 - The End of Me

away? Is that why you said that?”
    He looked confused, “Which part?”
    I felt disgust slither down my throat, “You just wanted sex?”
    He licked his lips, “No. I had to protect myself, and I couldn’t let anything happen to you. Your father saved me once , I owed him that . I had to keep you and your children safe. Pretending to be interested in the Burrow and you, made it possible for me to protect you and not risk myself. Yes, I risked your reputation but that was the cost. There is always cost with me, Evie. I did try to warn you... As far as the sex was concerned, it was an added bonus. You wanted it too. It had been ages for you; you seemed receptive to it.”
    I couldn’t fight the fury making its way to my face, “I have a hard time believing you went to that effort to fuck me. Why me? Why not just the whore from your room?”
    He shrugged, “I told you, I had always wanted to, and then after seeing you so angry and desperate, I knew you would be into some fun.”
    I almost gagged, “What about the bank accounts, and the payroll, and the money James had left behind?”
    He pointed at the computer, “It’s there for you and your children. You may have it, if and when, I am safely back to being a scummy arms dealer, and you are back to being the prudish mother you were.”
    I looked forward, “What about them?”
    He shook his head, “I don’t know.”
    “What about me?”
    He looked grave, “I don’t know.”
    I felt sick, “You said I was yours.”
    He gave me a grim smile, “I said a lot of things to get in your pants. Like you said, I really am a sex addict. It’s more fun if you give yourself to me, than if I am forced to take what I want.”
    “Will you let us live?”
    His eyes narrow as he thought on the answer, but never spoke.
    I unbuckled my seatbelt, needing to be away from him.
    I walked to the front of the plane and sat next to Jack. I buckled my belt and tried not to think about how sick it all was—how sick Servario was.
    I needed to warn them that he was going to kill them, but I needed my kids more.

Chapter Fifteen – Silent as the grave you promised me

    When we landed it was dark and humid. I wasn’t excited about the tight pants I was wearing in the heat. We walked to the limo waiting for us on the dusty tarmac. Looking back, the sleek, white jet and stretched, black limo looked out of place at the tiny rundown airport. I slumped into a seat and closed my eyes, blocking the world out.
    We drove for what felt like an eternity. The limo bumped along the road, until we reached our destination and the vehicle came to a stop. I opened my eyes, seeing a look of worry on Coop’s face. I nodded subtly.
    The doors opened. My heart started to pick up pace as we got out into the damp heat. We were outside of a villa of sorts. There was a huge gate. As it opened Servario leaned in, “You will be sleeping in my room tonight.” Chills ran up my spine.
    We entered the courtyard of a beautifully lit home. Torches lit the way down the courtyard. “The way to the sea.” Servario pointed.
    The home was massive and every room was lit, making it warm and inviting. We walked into the house, greeted by a small woman in a maid’s uniform.
    Servario held his hand out to everyone, “Pick rooms in the wing to the right, shower and rest up. We leave again tomorrow.”
    Luce stepped out of the heels, “Night.” She walked down the hallway. Jack followed her but Coop watched me for a second.
    “You coming?”
    I glanced sideways at Servario speaking with Steve, and shook my head, “You know how us agents are, always thinking with our cocks.”
    He saw it. He knew what I meant. “Fuck,” he mouthed and walked down the hall, “Night, Evie.”
    I nodded, “Night, Coop.”
    I was almost trembling when I looked at the men talking, “Which way to your room?”
    Servario pointed down the hall the opposite way my team went. I walked past his arm and headed for the room.
    Of course it was ridiculous. It was oversized and lush. If I hadn’t seen his cock I would assume he was trying to make up for things with the extravagance in his life. I closed the double door and found my way into the huge ensuite. I started a bubble bath and stripped down, tying my hair up. He had salts and bubbles and soaps, all in a dish. I climbed into the steamy tub, nearly moaning. The tub was an oversized, corner unit.
    I closed my eyes and planned my next move. I would seduce him, tie him up maybe, and