Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

I let out a sigh. “Fuck, you’re dumb,” I said. “Like he’d
come after you himself. That’s for the guys he’ll send. If
anyone kills him, it’ll be me. Now get out.” I jerked my chin
toward the door, pulling another cigarette out of the pack. “I’ll
call you when I have your shit.”
I lit the end and tossed the lighter onto the table in front of
me. “Unless you want to stay,” I said, softening my voice and
letting my eyes fall down her body. “Your fiancé is out of
town, and it’s my wedding night. We could…play chess.”
And by chess, I meant…
But she just shook her head. “That’s how I know you’re
not half as dangerous as you pretend to be,” she said. “You
only ever threaten.”
I tapped the cigarette into the ashtray, my mood turning
solemn as the smoke streamed into the air. “Sometimes,” I
nearly whisper. “And sometimes I mean exactly what I say.” I
looked up at her. “So trust me when I say you’ll never escape
me. None of you will.”
I watched her, trying so hard to look defiant, but the barest
hints of awareness, fear, and doubt still seeped through. She
knew I wasn’t going anywhere.
Without a word, she turned and left, leaving the door wide
open and letting the music pour in as she disappeared.
Fuck you. This won’t go how you think it will go.
You won’t change me. I’ll change you.
My phone rang, and since Rika just left, there were only
two other people who had my number. My father and my
security.
“Fuck,” I breathed out as I picked up the phone.
“Yes?” I answered.
“Well done today,” my father said. “I thought for sure I
was going to have to strangle you at some point.”
I took a drag and set the cigarette in an ashtray as I blew
out the smoke. “I’m sure it would’ve been difficult.”