Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Her pussy clenched involuntarily, and she had to hold back the moan that caught in the back of her throat.
The only thing keeping her from the monster between his thighs was a thin piece of terrycloth. That thought had more moisture flooding her panties.
“I don’t think you really understand the kind of motherfucker I am, Angelina,” he said, his focus still trained on her eyes. “If you did, you wouldn’t be wet for me right now.”
“I’m not wet for you.”
Liar.
He didn’t show any expression, but he did curl the corner of his mouth up
She wanted to say something, to deny the effect he had on her, but the words were lodged in her throat.
“Do you really want me to show you what a liar you are?” He leaned in that last inch and ran his tongue over her bottom lip, then did the same to her top, making this gruff sound as she stood there accepting his touch. “How about I touch your pussy and show you exactly how primed you are for me?” His lips moved along hers as he spoke.
The act shouldn’t have been as erotic as it was, but when he pulled away, all she was left feeling was the tingling of where his tongue had been.
And without another word, before she could respond to what he’d said, he turned from her and left her standing there aroused and wet, and feeling so damn confused.
She moved away from the wall, her knees buckling, her legs unsteady. Without another thought she went back into her room, shut the door, and leaned against it. Her heart was thundering behind her ribs.
They may not have done anything, not really, but what had just happened in the hallway was intense, explosive, and so damn arousing her entire body was on fire for Fury.
23
It had only been one fucking day and Nando was already feeling like this was going to be one of the easiest damn jobs he’d ever done.
The club was clearly oblivious to the fact they could be on someone’s shit list, or maybe they didn’t give a shit.
He didn’t know jack about the MC, but what Nando did know was in order to stay alive, he could never chance to let his guard down.
He was already prepared, always ready for things to go to hell. It’s how he’d lasted this long in the game.
He took a hit off the cigarette, finishing it before stubbing it out. Bringing the scope up again he focused on the club. He didn’t know what the MC had done to piss off Sal, but it had to be pretty hardcore for the Cardona leader to get Nando involved.
Nando was the last line to get shit covered.
Through the scope he saw two men leaving the MC, one of the fuckers looking like he was in pain and hobbling toward an SUV.
The other guy tried to help the injured one, but the one with a serious limp pushed him off. They argued for several seconds before they started making their way toward the vehicle again.
And then three more big fuckers in leather vests came out of the clubhouse looking pissed as they headed toward the vehicle.
All the men started speaking, their expressions warping to rage the longer they spoke. Nando didn’t know what was up, or if this would be the lead to find Angelina, but he didn’t fucking care either. It was like watching a train wreck as these assholes came undone together.
After watching them for several minutes, Nando grabbed his shit and left the motel. This might be the easiest fucking job he’d ever been paid to do.
Once in his car he was about to crank the engine and follow the SUV, but he spotted a taxi pulling up to the front gates. He watched as a young woman got out, a suitcase in her hand.
She stood there for several seconds just staring at the MC, the taxi finally pulling away moments later.
It was clear she was at war with herself. When she finally made her way to the gate and was let through, Nando leaned back in the driver’s seat.
He didn’t have time to be curious about some bitch that was involved with the Bleeding Mayhem, but then again, she might be a little leverage in this game.
This was a war, and he was going to be the victor one way or another.
24
This had to be a mistake, she knew that, but Allie didn’t know where else to go. She gripped the handle of the suitcase tightly and breathed out slowly as she walked up the paved driveway to the Bleeding Mayhem clubhouse.
Only glancing over her shoulder once, she saw the two MC members that had let her through the gates staring at her. Focusing forward again, Allie felt her heart thundering.
She didn’t know how her mother would react to her being here. Her mom had left years ago, and they’d spoken rarely as the years went on, but her mother was all the family Allie had.