He’s always had an issue with me.
He thinks I get preferential treatment because my dad is the boss, when in reality, I’m just better than him.
And that’s not my ego talking. It’s a cold, hard fact.
One that he’ll have to come to terms with, one of these days.
Dominic takes a step towards me and it snaps me back to the present, reminding me of the danger we’re in right now. “What can I say? They offered a good price.”
I chuckle. This asshole has always underestimated me, and it seems as though he’s once again going to make this mistake.
“I’m flattered, Dom. You didn’t have to come all of this way for little old me. You know I’d do anything formyfather’s company.”
He barks out a dry laugh, and I grit my teeth in irritation.
“Daddy’s dead, little A. It’s not his company anymore. After the shitshow we were left with after you ran, we lost almost all of our men, so now we’re rebuilding.”
He continues walking towards us as he speaks, and I just need him a little closer, close enough for me to get the drop on him.
“They killed that many?” I ask, curiosity in my tone even though I already know the answer. Dare has been keeping me up to date on everything. He may not be one of them anymore and technically hasn’t been since even before Dad’s death, but he has eyes and ears everywhere.
“They fucking slaughtered them, and it was all because of you. The little princess who shouldn’t even have lived to see the age of three.”
Dominic steps up to me, a murderous look in his eyes as he stares at me. I can see the other two behind him, butthey’re not close enough for me to work out who they are. What I do know is that the three of them are focused on me, not even glancing Cole’s way.
But my attention is on him, even if I can’t look at him directly.
And I know he’s moments away from losing his shit on Dom.
He may not have any idea of what’s going on, but he knows they’re here to kill me.
And he knows I won’t go down without a fight.
I throw my elbow out and hit Cole full force in the side of the head, making him hit the ground before I tackle Dom to the grass. I take his gun from him and fire two shots, hitting both the other guys, and I watch to make sure they drop to the floor and stay there. I’m a good shot, but it’s dark, and I don’t have fucking night vision. Satisfied that they’re down for good, I turn my attention back to Dom, only I let my attention wander for too long and he manages to take the gun from me.
My head clears of all other thoughts as I grapple with Dom, kicking the gun out of his grip and away from the both of us.
We tussle back and forth, each of us getting hits in as we both battle for the upper hand.
Cole’s presence is a distant memory as I zone out from everything else and into the fight.
Thoughts of my dad and the company and the other guys are gone as I fight with Dom.
I haven’t had such a matched opponent in months, but I’m not just going to lie here and take it.
I can give as good as I get, and this asshole is going to get every ounce of fight I have left in me.
Dominic pins me to the ground, his hands wrappingaround my neck, and he squeezes with everything he has. Too bad for him he seems to have forgotten we both had the same training.
I hike my leg up and slide it under his arm, hooking it around his torso and I flip us, landing beside him. He pulls a knife from somewhere, but I was already reaching for mine when I made the move. His arm darts out as though he’s attempting to slice my face and block it, only the move makes both knives go flying, too far away for either of us to reach.
Guess the only way this is going to end is by one of us killing the other with our bare hands.
“You always were a slithery little thing,” he mutters as he punches me in the side of the head.
He’s referring to my old code name. My dad gave me the nickname Cobra because he always thought I was silent and deadly.
He was always so damn proud of how well I did in training. Being the only girl part of the Virtus company and being one of the top graduatesissomething to be proud of, I guess.
