Page 22 of Don't Speak
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
My cock was rock hard leaving the bookstore. The feeling of my little lioness submitting beneath my hands was so fucking hot. I would have taken her right then and there, but toying with her was too much fun. Besides, I want her to beg for it before I give it to her.
After I left, I sat in my car across the street, waiting for her to leave. I watched her walk to her car, heat having crept up her neck, making it bright red. Leaving my little lioness all hot and bothered gives me extreme pleasure.
Now, I’m sitting on the couch in my apartment, waiting for her to get home.
I live close to the bar, which is close to the bookstore, so it took me less time to get home than Nikki.
I have my laptop open to her living room camera as I go through file after file on Sean and James.
I still haven’t been able to make the connection between the two, and the bastard hasn’t returned to his apartment.
David hasn’t been able to find anything either.
Things are starting to get really suspicious.
Suddenly, the camera notifies me that it has detected motion in the living room.
I drop the files, pick up the laptop, and bring it closer to me.
Nikki stands in the living room, staring at something in her hand.
Her back is facing the view I’m currently looking from, so I change it to another.
Once the new angle is loaded, I see what she’s staring at. It’s another manila envelope.
My blood boils, and rage begins to overwhelm my body. I grab the glass vase on the table next to me and throw it against the wall, shattering it upon impact. My body is vibrating with anger. Why didn’t the front door camera pick up anything?
Slowly, Nikki undoes the envelope and slides the photo out. I zoom in, trying to see what it reflects. Adjusting the settings a bit, I finally catch a glimpse before Nikki drops it to the ground. The photo is of her and me at the bar when I brushed myself against her.
How is this fucker getting pictures of us when it’s just the two of us?
That can only mean one thing.
The person taking the photographs has to be an employee.
I would have noticed James in the bar.
Even while Nikki and I were behind the bar, there were other employees coming in and out of the bar area. It could have been any of them.
Looks like I have some hunting to do.