Chapter 13 Leonardo A few minutes earlier … I watched Hannah walk away toward the restroom , her hips swaying with each step . Her black dress hugged her curves perfectly , making it impossible to tear my gaze away . The moment she disappeared from view , I allowed myself a satisfied smile . Twenty thousand dollars was nothing to me , but to her , it was life- changing . I could see it in her eyes when 1 named the figure . Most women who entered these arrangements had a certain practiced quality : a rehearsed laugh , calculated body language , and eyes constantly assessing what they could extract from me . Hannah was raw and unfiltered . When she blushed , it wasn't an act ; when she stammered , it wasn't a strategy . I signaled the bartender for another whiskey , savoring the burn as I contemplated what awaited upstairs . My other sugar babies had all been experienced women who knew the game and played it well . There was something refreshing about Hannah's obvious inexperience : her breath Jeaught when I mentioned calling me " Daddy , " and her eyes widened when I discussed my preferences . Her beauty was undeniable ; those curves and that skin begged to be touched , but it was her authenticity that intrigued me most . In my world , genuine reactions were rare currency . I had become adept at identifying fakery and seeing through masks . Hannah wore no mask . Her nervousness , her excitement , and her hesitation were all real . I took another sip , picturing her undressing in my suite . Those breasts would fill my hands perfectly . I'd seen how they strained against her dress when she leaned forward , nipples hardening whenever my gaze lingered too long . My body responded to the mental image , and I shifted in my seat to accommodate the growing pressure . Movement in my peripheral vision caught my attention . A man at the bar glancing too frequently in my direction . When our eyes met briefly , he turned away with unnatural speed , suddenly fascinated by his phone . My instincts , honed through years of survival in my world , flared to life . I watched the man more carefully now , tracking his movements while pretending to check my phone . His eyes darted toward me one more time before he slid off his barstool and headed for the exit . Too deliberate . Too rushed . " Fuck , " I muttered under my breath . I tossed back the rest of my whiskey and followed him discreetly . The bastard moved fast , pushing through the pub's main doors and heading toward the hotel elevators . I kept my pace casual but quick . Years in my line of work taught me that looking like you belong somewhere is half the battle . The other half is knowing when to strike . The man ducked into a service hallway just past the main lobby . I slipped in after him , staying back far enough that my footsteps wouldn't echo . He had his phone pressed to his ear , speaking in urgent , hushed tones . " Yeah , he's still at the bar . " A pause . " Suite 3201 . my My blood ran cold . That was my suite . My private sanctuary in this hotel I owned . Someone had leaked information , and now these fuckers thought they could ambush më , I closed the distance between us in three long strides . The man sensed me too late , turning just as my fist connected with his throat . He dropped the phone , gasping and clutching at his neck . I grabbed him by his collar and slammed him against the wall . " Who sent you ? " His eyes bulged , face turning purple as he struggled for air . I eased the pressure slightly . " Fuck you ," he wheezed . I pressed my forearm against his windpipe . " Wrong answer . " " I'm just … the lookout , " he choked out . Chapter 13 " For who ? " I demanded . Instead of answering , he tried to knee me in the groin . Amateur mave . I blocked it easily and delivered a precise blow to his temple . His eyes rolled back , and he slumped to the floor . 1 patted him down , finding a cheap bumer phone and a key card to my suite . He had no wallet or . He was professional enough to know not to carry identification but not skilled enough to handle a simple confrontation . I needed to move fast , Hannah would be heading up to the suite soon , and I'd be damned if I let her walk into an ambush meant for me . I pulled out my phone to call James Norton , my right - hand man but hesitated . If someone had leaked my suite number , I couldn't trust anyone right now . The elevator took me to the 30th floor . I'd take the stairs the rest of the way up , approach from an unexpected angle . My gun was holstered under my jacket - a comfort i never went without . 1 reached the 32nd floor and moved silently down the hall toward my suite . The door appeared closed , undisturbed . I pulled out my key card , inserted in silently , and waited for the soft click . Taking a deep breath , I pushed the door open and slipped inside . The suite appeared empty , but the hairs on the back of my Someone had been here- the air smelled different , disturbed . my neck st stood up . moved through the living room toward the bedroom , gun drawn now . A soft creak from the bathroom caught my attention . I changed direction , stepping silently across the plush carpet . The bathroom door exploded outward as a man rushed me , knife slashing through the air where my face had been a second before . I sidestepped , grabbed his wrist , and twisted until something snapped . The knife clattered to the floor as he bowled in pain . A second attacker emerged from the bedroom this one with a gun . I used the first man as a shield , shoving him forward as a bullet tore through his chest . The woman I hadn't noticed until now appeared from behind the kitchen counter , also armed . op it , she ordered , her voice steady . " Drop I laughed . " In my own fucking hotel ? I don't think so . " I fired twice through the first man's body , hitting the second attacker in the shoulder and neck . He went down gurgling . The woman got off one wild shot that shattered a vase before my bullet caught her between the eyes . The suite fell silent except for my heavy breathing . Three bodies , blood spreading across my pristine white carpet . I kicked the knife away from the first man's reach as he gasped his final breaths . " Who sent you ? " I demanded . He coughed , blood bubbling from his lips . s . " Go to hell " " You first . " I put a bullet in his head . I surveyed the carnage with annoyance . All I'd wanted tonight was to enjoy my new sugar baby to taste Hannah's sweetness , to feel those perfect tits in my hands , to hear her call me Daddy while I made her scream . Instead , I was standing in a room full of corpses . " Motherfuckers ," I muttered . " Can't even let a man eat pussy in peace . " I pulled out my phone and dialed . " James ? I need a cleanup in 3201. Three packages to dispose of . And find out who the fuck leaked my suite number . " Chapter Comments excellent book really well done so far Didn't expect the my muttered comment at the and Made me giggle