I turned him on and left.

God I love myself. He thought I was quiver at the sense of his touch but let that be a lesson to not play a game with someone that can most definitely play it better than you no matter what.

I wish I caught his face on camera it was absolutely priceless.

But there was something else there.

He wasn't wrong about the sexual tension as much as I would love to deny it. I felt it. He felt it and I also think Malik also felt it. No wonder he got uncomfortable from time to time.

Well all I could say that it was between two people. One was outstandingly good looking while the other looked like absolute shit. There should be no confusion on who is who.

Anyway, I went back to the hotel office to grab some of the paperwork to do at my house.

I turned on the tv in the office room.

'Good evening ladies and gentlemen, yesterday at 1am in the bar on the Egoless high way the Black Hunter strikes again. The police and detective on these cases are working extremely hard to get the culprit behind the name but in the mean time they advise everyone to not go out late and to be very aware of their surroundings when they are outside.'

I zoned out.

They play me out to be such a bad guy. When its the detective that are stupid for not putting the puzzle pieces together. I only kill rapists, sex offenders and abusers that their justice system has failed for the victim of those people.

My burner phone started ringing.

'Is this the black hunter?'

'Mmmhm.'

In case you're wondering, there is a voice changer which makes my voice deeper so no man will suspect that I am truly a woman.

'I have a man I need to eliminate.' a man said on the other side of the phone.

'Text the details' I commanded and disconnected the call.

And he obeyed.

I got the details of the man.

His name and his picture.

I feel tired by that dinner and all the shenanigans with Narcissus that came along with it.

But when I entered into the living room, I saw someone sitting and my automatic reflex was to clock my gun but then I realised who it was.

How the hell did the man get in my house?

'What are you doing here?' I asked glaring into his eyes.

'Finishing what we started.' he stated while standing up and walking towards me.

I was raised to never run from my problems but to face them and beat them up with class just like the woman I was, am and always will be.

He had a cigarette in his hand after puffing and leaned towards me grabbing my hips so I was forced to look at him.

It took me a hot second to realise I was lost in his eyes once again.

I hate that. I hate him.

'Nem baby, whether you want to admit it or not, you and I both know you crave my touch.' he snarled into my ear.

So I did the unpredictable.