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Thorne froze, his eyes widening in surprise as the bullet knocked the hat off his head. She actually had the guts to pull the trigger. He was impressed, for he had expected her to back down, but she was determined to get what she came for. But he wasn't about to let her win this standoff. With his hands raised in surrender, he smirked. "Nice shot."

Zyra kept her gun trained on him. "Take your pants off and throw it for me."

His brows shut up. She was a feisty one, and he couldn't help but be intrigued by her bravery. "And what if I refuse? You know what? I think I'll keep my pants on, thank you very much."

She felt annoyance raising inside of her, and she couldn't believe that he still wasn't taking her seriously. Zyra had to make him understand that she was not playing around. Before he could even blink, her next shot hit him in the shoulder.

Thorne grunted, clutching the wound, his face twisting in pain, as he stumbled back. Zyra rushed over to him, and the gun still trained on his chest. "Don't try anything." And dug in his pocket, her hand brushing against his body as she yanked out the bag of diamonds. She didn't even have time to react, and it seemed like pain didn't slow him down. His hand clamped down on the gun, twisted, and tore it from her grip. She was spun around, back pinned to him with her own gun now aimed at her neck.

His sudden movement caught her off guard, Zyra was stunned by the feel of the cold metal of her own gun against her neck. She tried to stay calm, but she was terrified, not knowing what he was going to do next. Zyra couldn't believe she had been disarmed so quickly by an injured man.

"I think you've got guts, sweetheart, and I like that... dammit it hurts." He hissed in the middle of what he was saying. "You should have known better than to try and rob me," he hissed again. "I'm going to make you an offer, and I really shouldn't do this because you tried to kill me. I'll allow you to walk away now and forget all about my precious cargo, or I can tell you about a heist I want you to help me with, in which you can benefit and make the same amount as from the diamonds you were trying to steal from me. What do you say?"

With her heart pounding in fear, she tried to process what he was saying. "A heist?" She said, her voice trembling.

"Decide quickly before I bleed out here." His hot hissing breath puffed against her neck, causing tingles to run down her spine. " Yes, a heist. I have a high-risk job, and I need a female to help me, who wouldn't flinch if things go sideways. You in?"

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