Chapter 6- Target

Tomax struggled to catch his breath. For someone who was in superb physical conditioning. He was certainly out of breath. In fact he felt like half his life had been drained form him. He was slumped at an odd angle against the head board.

The object of this draining of his life force was tangled in the bed sheets on the floor, laying there staring dazedly at the plaster ceiling.

"O, My…..Mymymy…."

She said raggedly. That was quite possibly the best orgasm of her entire Life. She wasn't quite sure how she had ended up in the floor though.

A soft chuckle had her straining up to peer through the sheets at her romantic partner, who was against the headboard at the oddest angle she had ever seen. She briefly wondered if she had chunked him into it.

He grinned down at her, she smiled up at him.

"Well, this was certainly unexpected." He said as he slowly untangled his body. Stretching out like a graceful cat. He was so elegant in his movements sometimes, he was almost pretty.

He extended a hand to her and she reached for it. Letting him pull her from the tangle of sheets. Lifting up on the bed, he curled against her.

"O, Dahhliingg…" she giggled, her accent full and thick.

"We must not tarry any longer, Ana. Zartan probably already knows where you are. It's time to go."

Even as he said this, he nuzzled her soft blonde hair, letting his fingertips trace a line down her back.

He swore he herd her purr, but he wasn't sure. He could feel himself growing hard again.

She felt it to.

"O, my dear Tomax, surely we have time for a little more fun?" she said seductively, as her hand reached behind herself to stroke the length of him. She felt him shudder, and grinned wickedly….


Three hours later, they were ready.

Finally!

Tomax had secured any and all weapons from The Baroness.

The .45 strapped to her thigh had been removed during their little 'tryst'.

The stun gun was in his back pocket. The four knives were in his front pockets. And the small hatchet he had found in her luggage, well he had left that there. After raising an eyebrow and looking at her all kinds of crazy after finding it. She had smiled sheepishly and murmured something about needing it for firewood?

Tomax had just shaken his head.

"I cannot believe you are still taking me to him. Especially after what we just shared!" she spat out for the fifth time.

Tomax had never been a patient man, and now his patience was truly on a silver thread. Grasping her arm he roughly shook her.

"Yes, especially know. Whether you like it or not, it is the safest place for you. Destro may hate you right know, but he will never let any actual harm come to you" he spat out.

The Baroness looked at him strangely.

"Careful, Tomax, somebody might actually think you care what happens to me." She said quietly.

Tomax let go of her arm and sighed, turning to face her.

"I do care. And so does he. He may run around behind your back humping half the known world. But he doescare for you. And why I will never understand."

She stood ram rod straight, her face turning a becoming shade of pink.

"What do you mean by that" she snapped.

Her old fire coming back to the surface. Tomax smiled silently to himself. Ah, she was magnificent when she was pissed.

"Well, Ana dear, you did involve the Joes in your domestic troubles; you uncovered a family link between Destro and Lady Jaye, which now the whole world knows. And you did help destroy his ancestral home. That doesn't exactly make for a happy relationship now dose it?"

She wanted to slap him, she really did. Just like a man to see it from that side.

"I did nothing but give that Metal faced Buffoon a taste of the pain he has given me. It's not my fault he can dish it out, but not take it in!"

Tomax arched an eyebrow at her, disbelief on his face.

"You masqueraded as a strange woman, became the lover of the man who was already your lover, and caused a battle that nearly tore Scotland apart." He said staring at her

The baroness waved her hand dismissively at that.

"Bah, trivial stuff. I got that Bastard; I beat him at his own damn game. I won!"

She shouted hotly.

Tomax shook his head.

"Remind me to never piss you off." He said as he stared at her.

Partly in disbelief, partly in admiration.

"So, now that you have won, so to speak, was it worth it in the end?" he asked.

Truly curious to know the answer. This whole situation intrigued him. He had never seen two people who professed to love each other, tear each other apart the way they did. It was obvious there was passion between them. But good God, The things they did to each other were horrendous. Sometimes he wondered if they would end up killing each other. He truly believed they were a match made in hell.

And probably would end up married to each other, God only knew what torturous things they would do to each other then.

Ana looked at him, shocked at the question.

And for just a moment, her guard was down, and he saw the true sadness in her eyes, etched on her face.

"I don't know Tom… I just don't know"

Before he could speak again, his Cell rang. Fishing for it amongst the knives, and various other contraband he fished it out of his pocket, and looked at the Caller ID.

"Ah… here is the Metal Faced Buffoon now. No doubt wondering why I missed my last two check-in's" he said, looking from the bed to her in a single sweep of the eyes.

The Baroness had the decency to flush.

"Don't answer it." She commanded as he flipped it open, ignoring her command.

"Ah Destro, how are you this fine day?"

Ana could hear his deep baritone voice booming thru the Mobile. Although the words were blurred, she mad out enough to know that he was questioning Tomax about the delay.

"Rest easy, Destro. I am pleased to announce the package is secured, and will be arriving soon." He said as he winked at her!

Winked at her!

Ana felt her temper rise up again at the bait.

"I'll give him a package he won't soon forget!" she yelled loud enough to be heard in the next county. Tomax winced as Destro's voiced screamed back through the phone.

"Tell that insufferable Harpy I will deal with her when she gets here. How dare…"

The rest of what he was saying was lost as both the Baroness and Tomax herd the unmistakable sound of someone racking the slide on a gun through the door.

"Ana down."

Tomax yelled as he pushed her to the floor, covering her with his body as the hail of gunfire blasted through the hotel room door.

Destro sat there at his desk, and listened to the Baroness's screams. And the sound of gunfire echoing through the Phone. He could hear Tomax yell out at something, and then the line went dead.

Surging to his feet, he frantically re-dialed the number. It rang several times before a familiar voice answered.

"Why 'Ello Destro."

Zartan's voice flooded through the line.

"You will let her go now, worm. Do you understand me?" Destro spat out, contempt lacing every syllable of every word.

Zartan laughed loudly.

"And why ever would I do that, we haven't even begun to have fun yet!"

Destro heard the Baroness let out a strangled scream.

Zartan laughed again, as the line went dead.

Destro let out an enraged roar as he threw the offending phone against the wall, watching it shatter.

He then stalked over to the side board and poured a brandy, and downing it in one swig he hurled the amber Decanter at the wall as well. The resounding crash sending shards of glass and liquid in all directions.

Two of his Iron Grenadiers came running through the door of the study. Looking in shock at their enraged Laird.

"Ready the guard, we have an extraction to preform" he snarled out as he turned and left the room behind. Heading with a resolute purpose to the underground Hangar.


So sorry about the late update. Things are about to get VERY heated in this game!

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