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Yolanda’s tight workout clothes showed off every curve to perfection, her waist–to–hip ratio was simply unreal, and the way her hips dipped and swayed could make anyone’s pulse skyrocket after just one look.

Ian caught her firmly by the waist, his fingers gripping her with unmistakable intent.

Yolanda jerked her head away, a hint of annoyance in her voice. “Quit fooling around.”

He lowered his gaze, quietly watching her stubborn profile–her chin lifted, refusing to back down, clearly a bit ticked off.

“You called Charles to go hiking but didn’t invite me. Are you guys back together?” Ian’s voice was low, edged with obsessive jealousy.

His grip on her waist turned almost possessive, tightening so much it felt like he might snap her in two as he spoke.

Yolanda glanced at the clock on the wall, then pushed him away again.

Ian looked hurt, burying his face against her neck. “Not stringing me along anymore?”

“Who’s stringing you along?” Yolanda shot back, her voice sharp.

Ian swallowed hard, his lips tightening in frustration. He just couldn’t handle how Yolanda suddenly seemed so close to Charles.

His eyes rimmed red as he jumped to his feet. “Fine, go ahead and be with him if that’s what you want.”

Saying nothing more, he threw on his mask and walked out.

‘Yolanda couldn’t figure it out at all.‘ she thought, ‘All I did was go hiking with Charles–why is Ian losing his mind over this?‘

She brushed off her lips, then quickly grabbed a cab and left.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, sounding a bit confused. “Is the car behind us your friend? Looks like they’ve been tailing us for a while.”

Yolanda breathed a quiet sigh of relief–someone from the Andrade family really did show up.

“Nah, probably just some folks out for a night hike,” she answered, acting casual.

The driver dropped it after that.

There weren’t a lot of people hiking at night. Yolanda had already checked with Jack about which trail Charles was taking, so she just followed his route.

She wasn’t worried about getting separated–none of the trails had any forks, so she knew she wouldn’t end up losing Charles along the way.

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an hour of walking, she caught footsteps closing in behind her. Right then, her cheap plastic locator

glanced forward and

was deserted, with only a few scattered streetlights casting dim pools of

lighting, Charles was all dangerous allure–he had that bad boy vibe going for him, and somehow even

glance, she caught sight of seven or eight men closing in–no mistake

hurried forward and grabbed Charles’s

the waist and kissed her on the cheek.

clubs came crashing down–the men were attacking head–on, not holding back at

in a heartbeat, yanking her behind him and sending one of the thugs flying with

of the Sinclair family; after surviving countless assassination

Charles was, and they all looked

boy! Hand over that woman–now!” one of them spat, eyes full

then turned and asked Yolanda softly, “Do you

flickered across Yolanda’s face. She shook

in a

Charles refused to back down, the seven men

never witnessed Charles like this before. In the past, all those punks and troublemakers were dealt with by his own men–this was the first time she’d actually seen

was brutal and deadly, striking without hesitation and not uttering a single word to

pipe right out of one thug’s grip and drove a

ground, but just when it seemed clear, one guy whipped out a

“Watch out!” Yolanda yelled.

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now attacking with even

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off the ground to parry a blow, then threw herself in front of Charles, determined to protect

her arm, but Charles seized the moment, delivering a swift,

the thugs stumbled back, hurling

her arm,

squatted down in front of her, his voice

you know,” she

shot back, sounding a

climbed onto his

When he saw them both hurt, he was shocked but quickly rushed them to the

Charles’s shoulder wound wasn’t too deep–just a bit of ointment

glanced at Jack, his gaze steady and voice cutting through the air. “Hunt those bastards down and get to the bottom of

and let her lashes fall, eyes drifting

that’s exactly what he came for tonight,

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