All the Dangerous Things – The Underworld Kings Read Online Jenika Snow

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Forbidden, Insta-Love, Mafia, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 76222 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 381(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
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Interesting.

I let him ramble. Who knew when I might need these details.

“Я должен был быть больше, чем это. У меня должна была быть власть.” I was supposed to be much more than this. They were going to give me power.

“Don’t worry,” I said in a low, deep voice. “When they come for me, I’ll let them know their pool boy Maksim told Gio everything right before I slaughter them.” My smile grew. “Di' al diavolo che gli ho detto che ci vedremo presto.” Tell the devil I said I'll see him soon enough.

Before Maksim could spout any more bullshit, I dug the weapon in under his chin and pulled the trigger. The gun delivered his death in near silence, and I stepped back, watching him collapse to the ground. A dark pool of blood from the hole at the top of his head spread beneath him.

I looked down at his lifeless body.

I felt no remorse.

This was my life. My world. Hell, this was fucking business.

Kill or be killed.

I only looked at the three bodies once more before turning and leaving the same way I’d entered. I heard something in the distance, a soft echo or maybe the patter of rodents' feet as they scurried across the rafters and ground.

I stopped and looked over my shoulder, my senses on high alert, adrenaline making me so fucking wired I felt like I could fly.

But it wasn’t just about the kills tonight that made me feel this way. As I walked away, all I could think about was Tatiana. Her image consumed my thoughts, now that the job was done.

My obsession. That’s what she is.

The images of her, the scent of her skin, and how soft she was against my mouth dug into my brain.

There was no fucking doubt in my mind that my fixation with her would fuck some major things up for me.

But shit… despite all that, she was mine, and I wanted her right fucking now.

17

GIO

Ileft the warehouse feeling as if I was moving underwater, trying to push through the current and make sense of what I felt and everything that was going on.

I had one destination in mind, and I knew it was a bad fucking idea. But here I was… on my way to her.

The image of her pressed against my apartment door, surrendering to me, letting me own every single inch of her, was seared into my brain.

God, she drove me crazy. My addictions had always been of the underworld kind. Violence and death. Destruction and supremacy. But Tatiana? Innocent and sweet and willingly obedient? Yeah, she was the strongest addiction of my entire fucking existence.

My cock was hard as I thought about how she felt and tasted on my lips and tongue while I ate her out. And to say walking with a hard-on was uncomfortable was an understatement.

The city was a blur as I made my way toward her.

When I neared her apartment building, I kept to the alley across the street and scanned the perimeter. I could see a few men loitering along the murky, darkened corners. I didn't need verification to know they were her brothers’ men.

I ran my hand over my jaw and looked down at my palm, seeing darkness smeared across my fingers.

Maksim’s blood. Some of it must have splattered on me when I killed him.

I wiped the blood from my hands onto my black cargo pants, the adrenaline still coursing through my veins. I stayed in the alley for twenty minutes, watching the routine of Tatiana’s guards so I could make my move like a ghost.

My heart pounded in my chest as I hurried toward her apartment building, knowing I had thirty seconds while they made their rotation.

Everything seemed so fucking sharp and clear right now, not just because I fed the beast within, but also because I was going to see my girl. Instead of the slow seduction I originally planned before I had my first taste of her cunt, I decided I was staking my claim tonight.

On her. In her.

She was a fucking spotlight in my evil, violent world. The lighthouse to my warship coming to shore.

The lock on the side door was laughably easy to pick with the tool I kept on my keychain. With the click of the lock disengaging, I slipped inside just as I heard the Russians moving toward my location, making their rotation back around to this side of her building.

Silently, I moved through the corridor, up the stairs, and steered clear of the cameras I saw. But I was so juiced up from anticipation that I sensed I was being sloppy. I should have canvased her apartment enough to know all the entrances. I should have hacked their security system and dismantled the cameras.

But right now, I couldn’t even fucking see straight through my need for Tatiana, let alone think rationally enough to have done any of those things.


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