Billionaire's Tragedy (Standalone Book) (Billionaire Bad Boy Romance) - Plot & Excerpts
HANDS IN THE AIR! PUT YOUR FUCKING HANDS IN THE AIR! DO NOT FUCKING MOVE!" Kesha's eyes were wide with terror as she quickly raised her hands above her head and stood stock-still. I turned and raised my hands a little more slowly; I wasn't intimidated by this show of force. After surviving Papi's warrior raids, nothing this small could ruffle my feathers. "Good afternoon, gentlemen," I said smiling. "Shut the fuck up, Malone," the commander said as she pulled out her cuffs, yanked my hands out of the air, and cuffed them behind my back. "And lady," I added as an afterthought. "Kesha, call Riza and have her get in touch with my lawyer," I said calmly. "I heard you don't have a lawyer anymore, Malone," the commander said with a sarcastic smile. "Heard you had her executed and dumped in the drink. Kind of screwed yourself, now didn't you?" "No, I have a lawyer," I said. "Kesha, call Riza and tell her to contact Brooke Raines. She'll know what to do." "If I were a lawyer, I'd be hesitant to take on your case," the commander said as she yanked me by the cuffs and shoved me toward the front door.
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