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She nodded, and he continued, “No matter what?”
“No matter what.”
“Good. Let’s get to planning,” Dean asserted.
Chapter 28 - Delilah
I inhaled deeply as I sat in the cafe waiting for Hawthorne. I had called him yesterday saying I was ready to make a deal and to meet me at the cafe at ten a.m. It was already 9:57 a.m.
“Hey, sweetheart,” Sebastien’s voice came through the earpiece hidden under my hair that was loose around my shoulders.
“Hey,” I said meekly.
“Hawthorne is on his way to you. You’ll be okay, and if anything goes wrong, we’re coming in.”
“Okay,” I whispered.
At ten a.m., Hawthorne walked into the cafe with his two bodyguards. He quickly spotted me and took a seat opposite me while his goons stood behind me.
“Delilah, I was so happy that you reached out.”
He placed his hand on the table, palm open, and looked at me. I placed my hand in his and he turned over his hand with mine in it to rub the back of my hand. My skin crawled, and I wanted to pull my hand away, but I didn’t.
“I wasn’t sure if you’d want to see me after everything that happened.” He smiled. “Delilah, you were one of my best. I’m just wondering what kind of deal you’re willing to make.”
“I’m willing to come back and work for you, but only for six months. After that you back off. You never come close to me or my family again.”
Hawthorne released my hand and leaned back. I placed my hand on my lap, not losing eye contact with him.
“I’m supposed to believe that Sebastien is just going to let you come back and work for me?”
“Please,” I looked around in feigned panic, “I don’t want him to know.” I looked down at my hands before meeting Hawthorne’s. “The thing is, Dean just got out of rehab, and if I had to choose between Sebastien and Dean, I’d choose Dean. He’s the only family I have. If we can set something up so that I can work for you during the day so he doesn’t catch on, please.”
“Sure, I’ll take you back,” he leaned forward with his elbows on the table and clasped his hands at the front. “But I have some demands of my own.”
“Which are?”
“Dean comes to work for me for six months as a drug mule.”
“No! Please, he just came out of rehab, that would kill him.”
“I’ll let the both of you only work for three months each. Dean works as a mule, and you will upgrade from a dancer to an escort. Fuck some real men before you go home to that husband of yours.”
I heard Sebastien swear under his breath.
“That’s the deal, take it or leave it,” he snapped.
I sigh heavily, “Fine, it’s a deal. Where do Dean and I meet you?”
“Dean will meet me tonight. I have a shipment heading to Columbia and he needs to be on a plane by seven a.m. and you, my little whore"—I flinched—“you’ll meet with me first so that I can get a taste before sharing you with my colleagues. After I fuck you in all your holes, you’ll meet the other girls at my hotelon Gilmore Avenue. You’re the oldest of them, but you’ll have to do.”
“Ask about Obsidian,” Sebastien asked in my ear.
“Do I have to fuck Obsidian too?” I asked softly.
“I see Dean told you everything and you guys realized Obsidian and I were working together to fuck over Sebastien. But yes, if Obsidian wants to fuck that pretty pussy of yours, he’ll fuck it. After all, if it wasn’t for him, we wouldn’t be sitting here. We may not have been able to extort that one hundred million from Sebastien, but fucking his wife and killing is friend would have to do.”
“Delilah, duck now!” Sebastien yelled.