Missing Pieces (The Pieces Series Book 1)

Missing Pieces (The Pieces Series Book 1) by Tiffany Flowers

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walk out the door to try and find the spa. This ship has a huge pool, and we have our very own hot tub. It has all kind of games, and even has a casino. I walk around, looking at everything, until I come to the spa. I am about 15 minutes early, but I walk in anyway. They take my name and usher me on back. I am met by a nice older lady.
    “I know you are scheduled for a massage, but is there anything else you would like? We have facials, mani’s and pedi’s, a mud bath...”
    “I would like a mani/pedi, please.”
    The massage was wonderful. I got my nails and toes painted blood red with black tips. They will match my lingerie. I have a cute teddy and thong, and red pumps. It is the only lingerie I own. I figure since he is doing all this for my birthday, he can have a little surprise we he undresses me tonight.
    As I start walking back to the room, someone calls my name. “Gabriella?”
    I turn and see a man with blonde hair. He is shorter than Neeko at about 5’11”, but his shoulders are wider. He is shirtless, and has tattoos all over his upper body. Wait! Are they moving?  I look at his face and can see danger, excitement, and thrill.
    “Who are you?”
    “Your dream come true. Well, more like your favorite nightmare.” He winks at me. “But you can call me Lash.”
    “I have heard Neeko say something about a Lash, but I can’t remember if it was good or bad. What do you want? He will be here any minute,” I say to try and scare him off. He makes me nervous.
    “I’m sure, but I need to tell you something so you can decide.” I turn to leave. I don’t want to hear anything he has to say. “Run from me and you will regret it. I can kill you with one blow, girly,” he growls and I freeze.
    “Fine, but get to the point.” I don’t want him to think he can run over me, even though I am deathly afraid of this man.
    “I know who and what you are. No, I will not tell you, but I will say this. Neeko will pick his people over you. It will be very bad for you. I am here to give you a chance to skip all of that and come with me,” he says, cocky, as if I have already chosen to come with him.
    “Who are you, Lash?”
    “I am the leader of the demons, but don’t let that sway your decision.” He grins like his job is a good thing. What do I do? Where’s Neeko? “You can tell me no. I won’t kill you for it because I know, eventually, you will come to me.”
    “I don’t believe anything you are saying. So I will decline.”
    He grins. “I know you feel the energy between us. I am going to leave you with this. You are the missing piece.”
    And then he disappears, leaving me stunned. I did feel something, but he was just hot. It was nothing else. Missing piece? I quickly walk into my room and lock the door. I am pretty sure that locks won’t keep a demon out, but it makes me feel better.

    N eeko shows up 15 minutes later. I am so pissed at him for leaving me alone and for not telling me certain things. I have been pacing back and forth in front of the bed so much that there is probably no carpet left. My face is red, my ears are burning, and tears of anger are about to fall. He looks at me and takes a step back. “What is it, baby?” he sweetly says, trying to lessen the fire raging in me.
    “I met Lash just a few minutes ago.” I want to shock him into silence and make him feel bad about leaving me alone.
    “What?! When?! Did he hurt you?!” He pales and walks up to me, running his hands over me, checking for injuries. He takes out his cell phone and calls Derrick.
    He closes the phone and says, “Derrick and his men are checking, but he is probably long gone.”
    “He just wanted to talk, but he asked me to come with him. He said you would pick your people over me and that it would not end well for me. That I would come to him eventually.”
    Now that he sees I am ok, his anger spikes, causing him to clench his jaw together. He turns and paces toward the wall, balls his hand into a fist, and

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