Chapter 224. Peace Times

“Get me a bike.” I whispered to Chris as I guided Olivia towards the private jet. 

He nodded, and branched away to speak with his colleagues.

He was the new head of security after Henry left. Although he was just as efficient, I had come to accept that the dogs were the best security I could have. But for propriety, I had to maintain a more conventional team of bodyguards in public places like these.

“Did he ask about your boner?” Olivia leaned in to whisper, and I looked down at her, thinking how I would very much love to eat her. 

“No, baby.” I responded, and she pouted, dissatisfied that I wasn’t swallowing her bait. 

At the security screening, the man with the metal detector smiled at us as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

I grimaced, the gesture reminding me too much of Dean. 

My eyes did a quick sweep of my surroundings again, my neck prickling with awareness at how exposed we were. Hungary was supposed to