Chapter 103

Lucky

“Yelena is dead?” The thought of her being wiped off the face of the planet shouldn’t, but does make me feel good. The bitch has made us all suffer and she got what she deserved.

“We are checking now, Lucky. Change of plan, Nico wants us to take you straight to the private airstrip where you will onboard with him, headed for Atlanta.”

We have stopped in a small pueblo with just a few old, stone houses. It seems deserted but I know in the heat there will be nobody around. The properties are rundown and could do with licks of paint. Yet another abandoned town no doubt like so many others in this part of the world. People move to the cities for the jobs, the hustle and bustle. Who can blame them?

“Thank you, Aurora.”

“Okay, let’s go. Our driver is here,” she motions for me to get out of the vehicle. I open the door and jump out with the help of one of the guards who has come to assist me.

A black Mercedes sedan has pulled up. Another man with a beard and long black hair gets out. He wears a black T-shirt showcasing a broad, muscular chest and biceps the size of mountains. Seriously, are all Nico’s people so big?

“Hurry, we don’t want to be out in the open, nobody knows what Yelena had in place.” Aurora ushers me to the car as I do a jog. The driver swiftly opens the back door for me. I throw myself in and move across the seating to allow for Aurora to join me.

“See you around,” she says.

“Huh? Aren’t you coming with me?”

“No, you will be fine with Pablo here, he will make sure nothing will happen to you. I have to go back and check that Yelena has not made it.”

That sounds understandable, yet I fear for Aurora’s life. She has after all saved my own life and for that I will be eternally grateful. Her and her team.

“Be safe,” she says and heads back to the Hummer as Pable closes the door on me. He gets in the front and starts the engine immediately.

“Seat belt, it could get rough,” he tells me in a heavy Mexican accent. I do as I am told.

“How far are we from Nico?” I belt myself in and stretch my tired legs out in front of me.

“An hour’s drive. Take a nap you must be exhausted.”

He begins to pull away driving us out of the small village and then on a dirt track road before after several minutes we finally get onto real tarmac. A few vehicles pass us and a caravan. He says nothing so I remain quiet.

It is true, I am absolutely exhausted from all the events that have taken place. And to think that Yelena could have come to her end makes me smile. Not as much as the thought of seeing Nico in an hour.

Literally, my heart flips at the mere thought of seeing his handsome face again. It feels like forever since I was last with him, watching him frown at me, or stand there with his feet hip width apart and arms folded. I am glad we finally wound down his grumpy and bossy side.

I can feel my eyes closing as the exhaustion begins to take its toll on me. My head lolls to the left.

“Miss Gianluca. Miss Gianluca.” I can hear my name and open my eyes slowly feeling slightly disorientated. Then I remember we are heading to see the love of my life. The only man to hold me the way that Nico does and make my body melt for him.

“We will be at the airstrip in ten minutes. If you pull the arm divider down, you will find a small bag with a change of clothes and some wipes to freshen up and make-up if you want to use them.”

Oh, wow. “Seriously? That’s amazing. Who thought of this?”

He chuckles, “Aurora of course. The woman thinks of everything. For an assassin she has a human side,” he tells me then focuses back on the road. A black screen goes up to divide the front from the back of the vehicle. Thank God, a privacy screen.

I waste no time in pulling the arm down between the seats and finding a small, tan leather bag stashed in the hole. Dragging it out my fingers work rapidly on the zip to pull out a toothbrush, and paste, a white, plain T-shirt and black combat pants. How did Aurora even know my size? And more to the point, it shows me how confident she was in saving my life.

Gratitude fills my already full heart. Speedily I wipe my face and under my arms with the wipes and stuff them into a plastic bag that was inside the tan bag. There are bottles of water, I unscrew the lid of one and brush my teeth using a plastic cup to spit into. Then I wind the window down and throw the water out.

Next, I rip my dirty, disgusting bra off and put on the neutral colored one I find at the bottom of the bag, then pull the white T-shirt over my head. God, it feels amazing to be a level of clean that I haven’t been for days. A shower is going to feel incredible against my skin when I am on Nico’s jet.

Changing into the new pants is a bit trickier, since although there is plenty of leg room, changing pants in the back of a moving vehicle is not that easy. Eventually, I am changed and ready including fresh, plain panties. Not my style but like I said, I am grateful for everything that Aurora has done for me.

I tap on the privacy screen, it comes down. “Thank you, Pablo,” I say and check out of the front window to see where we are.

My heart somersaults at the sight of Nico standing by his jet. His dark hair is not slicked back as usual, it’s messy as if he has been raking his fingers through it. His T-shirt hugs his gorgeous body and the smile on his face as he sees our vehicle come into sight, is enough to make a woman go weak at the knees.