Chapter 26
Dominik slumped to the ground with a defeated air, crouching like a golden retriever abandoned on the roadside.
He tilted his head back, lips pouting like a kid denied candy. It’s too expensive.
- e. Way too expensive. All I’ve got from this mission is about thirty thousand dollars he grumbled.
Hearing this, Myla cast a sideways glance at him. “This guy’s been working under Jonas since he was fourteen. He’s been hustling for years without a single break, yet he still acts like he’s flat broke. Where does all his money go?
at was the end of that
“Cash on delivery. No money, no whining. Co sulk somewhere else,” Jonas said curtly, his tone brooking no argument. That was the discussion
He turned his sharp gaze to Myla and ordered, “Find her some clothes. Don’t make it look like people can get away with attacking her under my watch. I’m not about to lose face like that.
Jonas’s large hand rested on Natalie’s shoulder, giving it a firm pai–half reassurance, half a warning. Then, leaning in until his lips were almost
grazing the flushed curve of her ear, he spoke in a lazy, teasing drawl, “Clinginess is cure in moderation, but if you overdo it….
He didn’t finish the sentence, leaving it hanging in the air with a low chuckle that carried an undeniable edge of warning. Without waiting for her reaction, he straightened, withdrew his hand, and casually stepped out of the car.
Natalie tensed, biting her lip. She cast a nervous glance at Jonas, knowing full well that if she clung to him any further, she’d only push him away-
Reluctantly, she turned her gaze to Myla, who was watching her with a raised brow. Flustered, Natalie scrambled toward the car door, clambering out after her with all the grace of a startled kitten.
The crisp night wind hit Jonas the moment he stepped out. It nagged at his open coat, sending the fabric billowing behind him like some dark cape. He leaned lazily against the car. Without much thought, he zipped his jacket up halfway, his sharp eyes flickering briefly toward Natalie.
at the corner of Jonas’s mouth. He scoffed inwardly, “So she’s
When he saw her darting toward Myla like a little bird seeking shelter, a smirk tugged at the cor finally listening. Told her not to cling, and now she’s scurried off faster than a bullet.
Stretching out one leg. Jonas gave Dominik a light kick to his hackside. “Cigarette,” he ordered, his tone casual yet authoritative.
“Yes, boss” Dominik scrambled to his feet with a grin so bright it could’ve rivaled the sun. He fished a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and lunded it over
Shielding the flame with his hand, Dominiklit the cigarette for Jonas, all the while brimming with barely–contained energy. “Boss, everything’s set,” Dominik said eagerly, unable to hold back the excitement in his voice.
ave a noncommittal hum in response, clearly uninterested in
Jonas took a drag, exhaling a stream of smoke as he lazily turned his head. He gave a
discussing something that was already well within his control.
Dominik, on the other hand, was buzzing with anticipation. Whatever lay ahead had him practically bouncing on his toes, his earlier fixation on Natalie completely forgotten.
His mind was consumed by the thrill of seizing opportunities, making money, and expanding their territory. Romance was not even on his radar
Meanwhile, Natalie trailed after Myla toward the back of the car.
Myla popped open the trunk, revealing an assortment of weapons piled haphazardly inside. Rifling through the chaos, she finally pulled out a single piece of clothing–a camouflage T–shirt that clearly belonged to Jonas
She held the T–shirt up against Natalie, her sharp eyes scanning the t before shaking her head in disapproval. If we go with this… she won’t just look like she’s been bullied–shell look like someone tossed her out after a roll in the sheets
Natalie, unsure what they were going to do next, didn’t dare ask any questions.
When she noticed Myla still nummaging unsuccessfully for suitable clothing, a flicker of panic crept into her chest, fearing they might decide she was too much trouble and leave her behind.
In a soft, tentative voice, Natalie said, “Ms. Carr, my dress seems fine. Maybe I can just wipe them down with a towel
Lowering her gaze, Natalie examined her dress. Though it was speckled with dried mud, it didn’t look beyond saving. With a bit of scrubbing quick wipe, it could still pass, especially since black fabric hid dirt better than most.
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But Myla shook her head again. Without a word, she raised her hand and waved Dominik over. “Bring me some of the clothes you picked up”
The moment Dominik heard her, his eyes lit up with excitement, and he sprinted over with the energy of a puppy summoned for a treat. “How many do you need?” he asked, his bright gaze fixed on Myla.
Myla gave him an expressionless once–over, her disdain evident, and jerked her chin toward Jonas. Didn’t the boss already say? They’re for Natalie”
“Oh, for Natalie Got it Dominik immediately spun around and jogged to the car parked nearby. He was about to pop open the trunk when his gaze fell on the blood splattered across the vehicle. The sight triggered a memory, and he froze. “Right. There’s a body in the trunk.”
Thinking fast, he pivoted to the backseat instead, pulling out a battered bag that looked like it had seen better days. As he approached Natalie, he started to hand it to her but paused mid–motion.
A sly grin crossed his face, and he swung the bag toward Myla instead. “Myla, the clothes in this bag! Thir
Thirty grand per piece”
Myla’s hand instinctively ruffled her short–cropped hair, her sharp, comboyish features hardening into an even more cutting glare. As her hand dropped, it delivered a swift smack to Dominik’s head. “You’ve got dollar signs for eyeballs, don’t you?”
“Boss, Myla d
doesn’t wanna pay me for this stuff!” Dominik wasn’t fazed in the slightest, raising his voice to yell at Jonas with a tone of mock protest.
Jonas turned his head, a faint smile curling at his lips as he shot back. “What, you think I’d shortchange you, you little punk? Ell give you 150 grand. Now pick out the best for my darling-
Dominik’s face lit up with a dazzling grin, his bright eyes sparkling with satisfaction. Without missing a beat, he showed the bag into Natalie’s arms. “Here you go, gorgeous. Take your pick. But be careful with the ones you don’t want. Don’t get dirt on them. They’re for another girl.”
Natalie had been wary of Dominik at first, but his bright, carefree demeanor helped ease her nerves. She nodded shyly, placing the bag on the edge of the open trunk and unzipping it with cautious fingers.
As the bag fell open, vibrant flashes of color spilled out Natalie hesitated before pulling out a dress, lifting it slowly to examine
ed in disbelief as the piece of clothing unfurled in front of her. What… what
The moment she held it up, her jaw nearly dropped. Her eyes widened in kind of dress is this”
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