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“Now et out of the car so you cankill you both,” he adds, his tone angrier now as he pulls the hammer back on his 45 and takes a few steps away from the door The distance allows hiht

I finally slide ers out of Arabella’s pussy, and because I’m the bastard I am, I stare Ferro dead in the eyes as I lift theaze narrowing, his lips twitching, and his hand’s slight shake are all the microexpressions I need to let me know my move made hi now!” makes me chuckle inside that I was so easily able to throw him off when he clearly has the upper hand in this precarious position we’re in

I help Arabella fix her dress, panic in her eyes as she discreetly looks up atjust how terrified she is, and it pisses ht the fuck off I stay hyperalert of Ferro’s everyI’ll have to wait for the opportune moment toI would’ve had was in et to Maxwell’s prone body on the ground un out of his hip holster—

“Not going to happen So don’t bother trying anything stupid,” Ferro interrupts hts as we stand up out of the backseat “Now, if you will so kindly et this party started”

It’s then we see the SUV parked behind us, the same henchman who spotted lance in Maxwell’s direction, but I knohen I’ve been beaten At least for now So I don’t make an idiotic et to his weapon Instead, I do as thismy body between Ferro and Arabella the entire time

I reach ahead of her and open the back door,she trusts et us out of this situation God, I don’t knohat I’d do if shemove and sets him off He wanted her dead before, so I know he’d have no qual whatever it is he plans to do with us

I slide in after her, and Ferro shoves the door closed behindaround to keep the gun aimed on me

The driver takes off, and Ferro grins “Youover for a quickie and all When I set your car on fire, I thought for sure I’d have to run you off the road once your driver caet you”

“What do you want, Ferro?” Arabella asks, her hands squeezing together between her knees

“What do I want?” he asks calmly, and then his voice takes on a hysterical note, “What do I want? I wanted you dead! I paid for a fucking service, and the quality I got was subpar, to put it lightly But it’s hard to find good help these days So now I have to take matters into my own hands”

“Why?” she exhales “Why are you doing this? I did everything you ever asked of ood, obedient wife to you, Ferro”

He punches the seat with his other hand, his eyes turning wild “Lies! You’re a fucking liar! You had one job, Arabella One Fucking Job Giveheir That was all you were put on this earth to do That’s it, and you couldn’t even do that”

She leans forward a bit “That’s not nant It’s all in God’s hands”

“Again with the fucking lies, Arabella You can control when you get pregnant, especially when you’re purposely preventing it I know about the goddamn birth control pills!” he shouts, and my piccolina deflates into her seat I was proud of her tone; she’d sounded so believable when she delivered her arguun in her face But now that it’s been made clear Ferro knows the truth of her deceit, she can’t appeal to whatever huht be inside the fucker in front of us She can’t bla him an heir on infertility