Heart of Money (Alpha Billionaire Bad Boy Romance Thriller)

Heart of Money (Alpha Billionaire Bad Boy Romance Thriller) by Lydia Sky

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cops may not think to look. His own house.”
    “Down the beach?”
    “Yeah. I’ll be back in a few, if he’s not there. If he is, then it’ll take a while longer because I’ll have to call the cops.”
    “The cops would already be there, wouldn’t they? They’d be waiting.”
    “When that kid dropped us off earlier I didn’t see a patrol car. Did you ?”
    I thought for a moment and realized that Brad was right, “No… No, I didn’t.”
    “They don’t think that way. They think ‘why would he be stupid enough to come home?’ So they set up a patrol probably overnight and I bet they left early this morning, figuring the guy was on the run. Which he very well may be by now. But I figure it won’t hurt to check. I’m kind of running out of options here, the old house of his ex-wife didn’t work out as well as I’d planned and I have no fucking clue where else he’d be.” He laughed and shrugged his shoulders.
    “Okay. I’ll try to make some dinner while you’re gone. Since we just ate I’ll roast something that’ll be ready in a few hours. Does that sound good?”
    He walked over and craned his neck to kiss me. His fingers ran through my hair as he rose, and then he bent back down and kissed me again, “You don’t have to do anything. Why don’t you just relax here and watch TV, or go upstairs to my library to find a good book. I’ve got hundreds. Or hell, take a bubble bath in my Jacuzzi, babe.”
    “Sounds swell. I’ll probably just lounge around here and watch some TV. Hey, let me go with you on second thought. It’s kind of sinking in now that this guy blasted you with a rifle which he still has… If he gets a chance he’ll do it again, especially if you bust into his house and try to catch him. Do you think he wants to get caught?” But in the back of my mind I was certain that Brad would be back shortly. Why would Daniel even be at the house? It was a stupid idea in my opinion, but I agreed with him that it wouldn’t hurt to look. So deep down, I wasn’t very worried about his safety.
    “No honey. Like I said, I doubt he’ll even be there. And after today, I don’t want to risk having you around when I’m hunting for him. If he’d have seen you he could’ve aimed square between your forehead. It was stupid of me to bring you there earlier; reckless.”
    “Okay.” Was all I said. He kissed me one last time and then walked out the front door. I stood and walked to it, then locked the deadbolt. Suddenly I felt paranoid, as if I was being watched. After a few minutes of walking around the house and double checking all the doors and windows, I sat down and rolled my eyes at my own thoughts. What are you thinking ? I even laughed a little at how silly I was being. I turned up the TV and found myself engrossed by some nature documentary, then started to drift off.
    I was startled awake by a tap at my shoulder. How long had I been out? It felt like only minutes, and I was glad that Brad was already back. The Daniel guy must’ve been out of town by now, or holed up someplace in town.
    Except it wasn’t Brad who was tapping me on the shoulders. I turned quickly as I noticed that the fingers pressed against my shoulder were filthy with dirt, and saw the shiny sweat soaked face of Daniel staring at me wide eyed from above. He had his rifle propped back casually against his shoulder and he looked very nonchalant, save for his eyes. Those were the eyes of a madman.
    “Hello again. I don’t remember your name, but I’ll be sitting here with you until Brad comes back. I’ve been in the basement the entire time.” He looked at me calmly, and then strode toward the chair across from where I sat on the couch. I could’ve run, and I don’t think he would have even tried to stop me, but I was frozen in place and didn’t want to try anything stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid … My mind began to race as he sat calmly on the chair and held the rifle in his lap.
    “Don’t worry,” He

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