Not once flinching, Oscar cuts the wheel right and through another alleyway. They just barely pass that man walking across the street as they swerve past him.
"AGHHHH!!!!" Leilani screams, stumbling backward, and nearly falling out of the car.
Of course she's falling, why wouldn't she be???
Jakob thought, unamused.
Unbuckling his seatbelt, he quickly jumps up, wrapping his arms around Leilani's small frame. He pulls her down before she flies out of the car, "You don't ever think before you do shit, do you?!!!"
"I DO SOMETIMES!!!!" Leilani admits, tightening her grip on the pistol.
Pulling her back into the limo, Jakob falls back into his seat, Leilani falling on top of him. They both begin panting, trying to catch their breaths as Leilani lays her head on Jakob's chest. Sitting up a little, she looks down at Jakob, their eyes meeting, and their faces inches apart.
Jakob's eyes search hers and hers do the same. A moment or two passes before Leilani blurts, wiggling her brows at him, smirking, "Oh, Jakob~ You naughty boy~ I'm your boss, not your escort~"
Rubbing her hand up and down his chest, she whispers, smirking as Jakob tenses up, "Oooo~ I can tell you work out often~ Is that a six-pack I feel?~"
"God, you are annoying..." Jakob grumbles, lifting her off him. She laughs loudly as he scowls, "Get off-"
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Leilani Maxwell is the biggest arms dealer in the country. She's got enemies from all over who want to take over her business or see her 6 feet under. But unfortunately for them, Leilani isn't afraid to handle the issues that arises if necessary.
However, there's one enemy who isn't as easy to deal with as Leilani hoped for. Sherman Reese, the owner of Reese Industries, an arms-dealing company, has it out for her. But not for the reasons Leilani thinks...
When Leilani meets Jakob Fansler, an ex-member of the military and someone who hates Sherman Reese, she makes him an offer he can't refuse. But will he accept??
Silence.
"HUH?" He laughs aiming the gun at my head. "Does this scare you, babe," he yells with anger. My heart was beating so fast it felt like I was bout to explode. I have never had a gun pointed at me before and damn it's scary.
It does scare me but I can't let him know that. I look at him and see the devil in his eyes. He stares at me pointing the gun. "Why do you have blood on you?" I ask with a shaky voice. I take a deep breath. I cannot show him that I'm scared.
"Where did you go yesterday?" he asks getting closer.
"The fucking museum" I spat at him.
"Watch your tone there babe," he says as he gets on the bed crawling towards me. He sits on top of me. He taps my forehead with the gun and with each tap he says a word. "Where" tap. "The" tap "Fuck" tap "Did" tap "You" tap "Go?".
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18-Year-old Kehlani Paris ran away from LA. Only to make it to New York. The huge city she thought she would escape her fears. She was wrong. Instead, she bumps heads with the ruthless heartless billionaire Kilo Valentino turns her life around. From being Mr. Valentino's PA to being his wife she's living hell on earth. Lani slowly discovers the secrets Kilo has been hiding and the real reason for her marriage. Instant regrets, Lies, Desires, and hatred all form this perfect couple The Valentino's.
MATURE CONTENT⚠️⚠️❌❌🛑🛑
Please be advised that this story contains mature themes and strong language.
THIS IS NOT KEHLANI FANFICTION!!
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