CHAPTER TWENTY TWO - HELL HATH NO FURY LIKE A POLITICIAN SCORNED

He was scared shitless by what he had heard. Jordan was restless since his encounter with Ysabelle and Andrew, he had only followed Ysabelle because of the suspicious way she left the room after she thought he was asleep. He had found her meeting with the thugs, the previous night suspicious, thinking she was taking laws into her own hands to defend him. But what a fool he was. He was just a job, a fucking mission she was on. It hurt to think about it. She was the first woman he loved genuinely and the stinge of betrayal tasted bitter on his lips.

He had thought her presence in Bells Agency a surprise and had not thought much of it. But knowing she was on an assassinating mission was enough to make his blood cold. She had deceived him. He didn’t even know what was real between them anymore.

He was so lost in thought that he did not notice when Mark tapped him on the shoulder.

“Your presence is required in the meeting room,” he said whispering, he looked uncomfortable. Mark was terr