Trespasser

PIERCE…

He paced the room again with his hands in hip hips. What would he do with Myra? he wondered for the hundredth time that day. She had made her demands and when he wanted to visit her apartment, she was gone.

Trevor was supposed to have Hannah’s address to him by now. He grabbed his phone from the exercise bike and scrolled through his notifications.

Trevor himself seemed to be playing some kind of game. Pierce was sure he saw a sparkle in his eyes when he informed him of Myra’s contract. She would be getting one, that was for sure. But not the one she was asking for.

He wished he could see her face, when she was speaking to Trevor. His cock jerked at the thought. There was something different about her now, like a switch was flipped and she let out a little brat.

One that intrigued him more than he’d like to admit.

He resisted the urge to go to Trevor’s office and shake the address out of him. But he reminded himself to stay cool and collected. He could not let the tough ex