Chapter 154

VANCE

I wake up to the smell of her shampoo and the very real urge to commit murder.

Sloane is curled against my side like she didn't tie me to our fucking bed last night. Like she didn't pull a gun on my underboss. Like this is normal.

Her breathing is soft. Steady. Peaceful.

Mine is anything but.

I test the ropes again. Still tight. Still secure. Mateo's work, she said. The bastard. I'm going to