The Freelancer – Chapter 50

Chad glared at the monitor, enraged. The tape from a few hours ago he’d finished reviewing was enlightening. This guy was an agent. A Fed. A motherfucking fed. Yeah, yeah…he hadn’t said exactly that, but Chad was able to put it together from the phone call. He’d underestimated this guy and now he too would have to die.

And it would be a pleasure to snuff out the spark of life in his body.

Especially now.

Of course all that was nothing compared to what he was watching now. Jenna’s bedroom was dark, dark enough to interfere with the quality of the images, but enough light came through the window for Chad to see everything going on. Her rejection of him earlier in the week was nothing compared to this new betrayal.

She was actually letting him touch her, defile her. The perfection of her half-nude body was marred by the image of him all over, diminishing her pristine beauty. He was…tainting her.

“I will punish you, my darling,” he whispered to her image on the monitor.

Chad’s eyes became tiny black orbs as he fixed his stare on her face. As he reached down into his pants, he imagined he was the one who was with her. He should be the one with her. She knew it, too. She would need a reminder of how she felt about him, about the passion meant only for the two of them. He would make that happen soon.

Very soon.

As he was nearing his climax, the image vanished and the monitor filled with snow.

“No!”

This would be the last time Jenna would leave him unsatisfied in the callous darkness. One way or the other, she would give him everything he wanted. She would fulfill his every desire.

And, with a smile on his face, Chad would gut anyone who stood in their way, starting with the agent bedding his girlfriend…

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