His Love (By His Command #10) Read Free

life.”
    I smiled. “Yes.”
    Jonathan kissed me again. The
flicker of his tongue against my lips made my toes curl, but we had no time to
savor the moment or let it grow.
    Jonathan opened the top drawer of a
dresser and took out a folder. He put some papers on the bed, making it look
like something messy had happened on the bed. He then left two small envelopes
on the bed after he tucked them under the papers.
    “Tickets,” Jonathan said. “They’ll
find these and think I messed up. But I never mess up. I know where I am before
I get there, Isabella Grace.”
    We left the bedroom and Jonathan
continued to move around the hotel room. He set things up to make it look like
something bad had happened. I knew what he was doing. Whoever showed up to the
hotel, whoever was put on this murder case, things to keep their minds spinning
and spinning and spinning.
    I walked to the large window and
looked out. Two police cars were there, lights flashing.
    “Jonathan... they’re here...”
    “Yes they are,” Jonathan said, so
calm.
    I gasped when I watched everything
unfold.
    Two people came charging from the
hotel. They had something over their head, jackets maybe, I wasn’t sure. They
ran at a black car parked out front. The two police cruisers had blocked the
vehicle in. I recognized the vehicle as something Jonathan and I would have
ridden in. The two people hurried into the car and a second later the police
came out of the hotel too. They went after the car as it started to back up,
hitting one of the police cruisers. One of the officers took out a club and
started to swing at the vehicle. The window didn’t shatter. Not even close. The
other officer took out a gun and shot as the black vehicle started to speed
away. Again, nothing happened.
    The two officers then got into
their cruisers and started to chase the black car.
    Just like that, the police were
away from the hotel and on a high speed chase with...
    “It doesn’t matter,” Jonathan
whispered, his warm breath touching my neck.
    I gasped and jumped.
    I turned around and felt the urge
to cry.
    “This is how we fall in love,”
Jonathan said. “Forever.”
    He touched my hair. His mind was
working fast, faster than I had ever seen it before. Faster than I’d ever be
able to keep up with.
    “We have a small window, let’s
move,” he said.
    He took my hand and we left with
nothing.
    Literally nothing.
    Just each other.
    Not that I cared about clothing or
possessions, it was just intense. We skipped the elevator again and walked down
the stairwell. Jonathan had a little more ease in his steps right then. At the
bottom of the steps we went to the back of the hotel, walking through an area
not meant for guests. More police would show up soon and then would come
detectives, reporters, and a whole cast of people wanting to know about the
dead bodies in the room. It would all come crashing back to Jonathan Black and
this time he had nobody to take the fall like his father had.
    Jonathan didn’t seem to care one
bit.
    We left the hotel and a black car
waited for us outside. A man stood with the backdoor open, black suit, black
sunglasses, much like the men that had helped me before. We got into the car
and it sped off.
    I looked at Jonathan but he shook
his head.
    “It’s all about movement,” Jonathan
said. “Movement creates confusion. Think faster than everyone else and act
faster. That’s how I built my empire...” Jonathan reached for my hand and
smiled. “And that’s how I’ll protect my next one.”
    He put his arm around me and held
me. There were a few minutes of peace between us. The stress of Katherine
officially gone. She couldn’t do anything anymore. No magic cell phones. No
threatening text messages. No attacks.
    She was gone.
    Dead.
    My eyes actually started to feel
heavy. The stress of the morning had caught up to me. After a restless night of
sleep and waking to know I had my small chance to do what I had to do,
everything weighed on me.