Total pages in book: 132
Estimated words: 120472 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 602(@200wpm)___ 482(@250wpm)___ 402(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 120472 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 602(@200wpm)___ 482(@250wpm)___ 402(@300wpm)
Levi steps a little closer, judging the mess in front of him. “Why’s he in the bathtub?” he questions, his lips pressing into a hard line.
Shayne shakes her head and it’s clear that this was a spur-of-the-moment decision. “I … I don’t know. He was bleeding everywhere and staining the carpets. I’ll never get my deposit back, well … I was so late on my rent anyway. It’s not like I was going to get it back in the first place, but my landlord would have made me pay for damages.”
Levi scoffs. “You don’t need to worry about that.”
“Huh? Why the hell not?” Shayne demands, her gaze snapping to Levi’s as her brow furrows with confusion.
I find myself smirking as Roman looks back at her. “Let’s just say that we had an unfortunate run-in with your landlord a few hours before we took you and we couldn’t risk him running his mouth so we may have squeezed his chunky ass through a meat grinder. That bastard sure clogged up that machine though.”
Shayne gapes at us and my brows start to furrow, wondering what could possibly be wrong with that. We did her a favor. The guy was an ass and jacking off on her bed with a pair of dirty underwear. If we didn’t take her, he eventually would have. “You killed him?” she gasps. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Look at the bright side,” I tell her. “You’re not evicted anymore and all your stuff is still here.”
“Gee, great,” she beams, her sarcasm coming through thick and loud. “How lucky.”
I roll my eyes as Roman pulls a gun, wanting to get this shit over and done with. He holds it up, aiming it right at her father, and just as he’s about to pull the trigger, Shayne inches off the wall. “Wait,” she rushes out. “I want to do it.”
Roman glances back at her, his brow arching as he watches her through wary eyes. “Are you sure?”
She glares back at him. “I shot him once before, didn’t I?”
Roman rolls his eyes and steps out of her way, having learned which battles to choose when it comes to this little spitfire. He passes Shayne his gun, and she steps up in front of her whimpering father.
Shayne raises the barrel with absolute venom in her eyes, stirring something deep within me and as she takes aim, I shake my head and let out a heavy sigh. “Four hours down in the playground and you didn’t learn a thing?” I question, stepping in behind her and adjusting her body weight. I raise her chin, pull her shoulders back and fix her hold on the gun. I step back and look over her stance. “If you’re going to do this, make sure you do it right.”
She glances back at me, her brows furrowed as her gaze shifts up and down her body. “Like this?”
Maxwell Mariano musters up his last ounce of energy and shakes his head, seeing a difference in her from the last time they were in this position only two weeks ago. “Shayne, I’m your papa,” he says, trying to pull on the heartstrings that he was responsible for fracturing. “You don’t want to do this.”
“Hey,” I say, holding up my hand to shush him. “Don’t be rude. She needs to concentrate. She’s going to be pissed with herself if she misses. Don’t distract her.”
Shayne focuses again, clenching her jaw, and as her father’s voice sounds through the small bathroom again, her body flinches and her whole posture changes, undoing everything we just went over.
“Come on, man,” I groan as Shayne drops her shoulder. “I’m trying to teach her something here. You’re fucking with her technique and that’s just uncalled for.”
Levi steps in beside me, lifting his finger to his lips. “Hush now,” he tells her father.
Shayne takes a deep breath and raises her chin, she adjusts her posture and gets into a comfortable position. A smug as fuck grin tears across her face and damn it, I’ve never been so attracted to this woman in my life. My dick grows hard in my pants, straining against the metal zipper as I roll my tongue over my bottom lip, the excitement building deep within me and sending a wave of adrenaline coursing through my veins.
“Just so you know,” she tells him. “While you’re rotting in the fiery pits of hell, I’m going to fucking shine. Every chance I get. I’m going to shit all over your dirty name until the whole fucking world knows just how much of a piece of shit you truly were. And for the record, I’m going to have everything you ever wanted in life without having to lift a goddamn finger. I’ll be living it up in a fucking castle with more money than you have ever seen, high on the knowledge that I will always be better than you.” She moves in closer to her father, leaning over and pressing the gun right between his eyes as hers seem to shimmer with the most dazzling happiness. “You’re nothing to me, just a dirty stain on my past that I’ve already forgotten. Fuck you, Father. Your reign of terror over me is finally over. I’m free.”