Dominance Never Dies (Masters and Mercenaries #11)(15)

“Tell me why you came, Mia. Stop the bullshit.”

She might just be using her pepper spray tonight. “Do you think I faked that photo?”

“No.” His hand was still tight on her arm. “Not even you would do that. But you could have sent it to me. You should have sent it to Ian. But no, you came here to me, to my house, into my bedroom. So tell me why you’re really here. Maybe if you’re honest with me, I’ll give you what you want.”

“You seem to know everything. Why don’t you tell me why I’m here?”

“Because I think those fancy boys you play around with aren’t doing it for you, darlin’. I think you want to see what it’s like to go to bed with a man who gets his hands dirty. Is that what you want? A quick roll? Because I might be willing to do that for you.” His handsome face was so close to her own.

All she would need to do to bring their lips together was go up on her toes.

Unfortunately, she wasn’t willing to degrade herself. Not even for him. The sweet Case she’d known, the one who treated her like she was special, like she made him happy, had been a lie. This was the real Case. The other one had simply been his cover.

The great thing about the way he was holding her was how very easy he made it to bring her knee up and send his balls back into his body cavity.

She heard him hiss and then she was free. “Tell your girlfriend she’s got a real jewel on her hands. And thanks, Case. I think I just got over you. I’ve carried this stupid torch around from the moment I met you. It’s good to see those true colors shining through. If I come up with anything, I’ll let Ian know. Good-bye, Case.”

He’d taken a knee, one hand cupping the balls she’d so recently injured. “Mia, stop. We need to f*cking talk.”

But she’d said everything she needed to say.

With tears in her eyes, she left his apartment, his building, and his life.

She would find Theo, but she was done with Case.





Dear god, he might never have children. Not that he wanted them. Maybe he did. He let out a groan as the pain washed over him.

Did she have a damn bionic knee?

How the hell had he managed to maintain an erection? Shouldn’t his dick have shriveled up and maybe died after what she’d just done to him? But no, the damn thing was still hard as hell and likely pointing her way. His dick was a divining rod when it came to that blonde bitch goddess.

Fuck, but she was mean, and he was ten kinds of perverted because that did something for him.

He needed to get up off the ground and go after her. He needed to apologize because he’d been a dick.

He needed to go after her because she was right. They had to work together. If she knew someone who could take him to Theo, they definitely needed to work together.

Months had passed and he wasn’t any closer to getting his brother back. Theo was out there and every day was hell for him.

He should have known it would be Mia who brought him what he needed. Mia, who had lied to him. Mia, who invaded his every dream. Mia, who looked at him with those kick-me-in-the-gut eyes.

He managed to grab his phone and keys and forced himself to walk out. He had to catch her.

“Whoa, Case, was that who I think it was?” a familiar voice asked. “You ready to head out?”

Michael. He was standing outside Hutch’s door with a six-pack of beer in his hand. Hutch lived two doors down and he was going to ride over to Erin’s with him and Sean. Apparently Michael was going with them.

His partner was right on time to witness his horror.

Mia. Fucking gorgeous, lying, way too good for him Mia. Now he could call her Mia of the Sharpened Knee. “Can you stop her?”

Michael’s eyes widened. “I could and then I would likely get ye old restraining order in the mail. I try to avoid those. She had some crazy eyes on her. I thought you two had decided to play nice.”

There was nothing at all nice about anything that had ever happened between the two of them. Except that first night and that had been her way of manipulating him. Hadn’t it?

She would already be out on the street by now. Likely she’d had a car waiting.

What had been her plan? She’d obviously wanted him to go to Colombia with her. He’d had a vision of being alone with her in a foreign country. He would have to protect her because she could be so very reckless. Hell, she’d tried to go after a serial killer on her own. He couldn’t leave her alone, so they would have to share a room.

He could let nature take its course and finally find out how it felt to sink himself into Mia Lawless.

He groaned because she might have done some nerve damage to that very part of his body he wanted to sink into her.

“Dude? I don’t think you should do that out in the open.” Hutch had opened the door and was staring at him. He was a lanky kid in his mid-twenties. Case had worked with him during his CIA black ops days. Hutch was a hacker of the highest order, but apparently he couldn’t tell the difference between self-preservation and masturbation.

“Maybe we should go inside for a minute.” Michael moved them inside Hutch’s place. “Apparently Mia took exception to something Case did.”

A look of horror crossed Hutch’s face. “Dude, did she actually bust your balls?”

Case gritted his teeth and forced himself to move. He’d taken bullets before and still completed his mission. It was kind of his specialty. He took a licking and kept right on ticking. The fact that his balls were flattened against his pelvic bone wasn’t going to stop him. “Did she say anything to you?”