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Kill you…

Kill

You…"

"Fuck it," Gavin bit out Before his brain had a chance to grasp what his body was doing, froht when the light turned green He couldn’t hear or see theers from pissed off New York drivers were directed at him His new destination? Dillon’s office in the financial district Punching through the gears, Gavinanyone That didn’t h a red light crossing over Church Street, nearly clipping the back of an open double-decker bus filled with tourists Another burst of horns went off Again, Gavin couldn’t hear theet out of the way of his speeding Ferrari FF because his vision went blood red

Blood Fucking Red

With one hand gripping the wheel, he used the other to yank the tie froe below Dillon’s building, he shrugged out of his suit jacket, paid the parking fee, and shot into a parking spot After swinging open the door and sla it closed, Gavin made his way to the elevator and hit the button to Dillon’s floor

Gavin was no longer fighting a fucked up battle in his head He rolled his sleeves up and sank deep into an eerie sea of cal his body what it craved, what it needed, and because of this, he felt high Drugged As he rode up to the fifteenth floor, specks and shadows of Ehts His heart sank as he glanced at his watch The thought of her sitting at the café waiting for him, completely unaware of what he was about to do, bothered him However, he couldn’t stop

Gavin broke fro out into a shitload of co cheap suits froht thery cubs paced the bullpen in front of their cubicles With Bluetooth receivers in their ears and polished wealth on the other end of the line, they talked fast, atte more cash than they’d make over the course of a lifeti and Gavin knew a couple of theh the chaos He simply nodded back None of them would end their calls fro for Considering he’d only shared a beer or tith theh the years when Dillon invited hiive a shit if they ended their conversations to stop and say hello or not His focus was on the door in the left corner of the massive office Behind it was the piece of er cal his stomach in two

"Hey, Gavin," a faed his attention fro his lunch beyond it, but his feet never stopped"Hey, Kimberly Is he in his office?"

The busty blonde nodded "He sure is"

"Good," he clipped, rounding the corner of her desk

As he approached Dillon’s door, Gavin ducked his towering six foot three inch fra up half the glass Gavin’s eyes landed on Dillon’s back He stood in front of his desk, his ar open the door and closed it In another, he twisted the lock, sealing theht try to enter