Blood Money (Marchesi Loan Sharks #1) Read Online Silvia Violet

Categories Genre: Dark, M-M Romance, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Marchesi Loan Sharks Series by Silvia Violet
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Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
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You’re a sick fuck.

Vito’s words echoed in my head. He was one to talk. I knew about things he’d done, professionally and sexually, that were far worse than this. I didn’t usually feel any remorse. Not that I ever had to force a man into anything. I usually had them begging, thinking getting a dicking from me would somehow give them a touch of the power I wielded. No one had come close to gaining that from me until Liam. I would protect him, no matter what.

Even from my father?

That was a great fucking question. I’d just completely lost control and potentially fucked up everything: my life, his. I had to pull myself together and make a plan to cover this up the best I could, but all I wanted to do was take Liam home and fuck him again and again.

I bent down to the man I’d beaten to check for a pulse. As I suspected, there wasn’t one. I pulled my phone from my pocket and made a call. “I need a code red cleanup in room two.”

“Yes, sir.”

That was all I needed to say, so I ended the call, reached for Liam’s hand, and pulled him to his feet. “Come on. We need to get out of here.”

“Is he dead?” Liam pointed to the body across the room.

“You don’t need to worry about that. You’ll never see him again.”

“You…you killed him?”

I shrugged. “He touched you.”

“What kind of monster are you?”

“You don’t want to find out.” I prayed he never knew how dark I was inside, all the things I’d done to survive and then to thrive.

“So you’ll just make this disappear no matter who he is?”

“Yes.”

The fear in his eyes made my dick jump. I wanted him again, but I needed to make sure this situation was taken care of properly. If it wasn’t, my father would get involved, and that would be bad for all of us.

14

LIAM

Val walked me to the dressing room and offered to take me home, but I didn’t want him to know I’d been evicted so I assured him I’d be fine. I was lying. As I sank down onto a bench by my bag, my head was spinning after all that had happened: Val breaking through the glass and killing a man because he’d touched me, the most amazing blow job that blew my mind as much as I hoped it had his, and then realizing I’d forgotten the dead man and all I wanted was to stay with Val. Fuck. What was wrong with me?

I knew I’d gotten in over my head with the asshole I’d accepted as a private client. I should never have agreed to come on his side of the glass. If he’d wanted a lap dance, I could have told him I only did those out front, but I wasn’t earning money as fast as I’d wanted to. I convinced myself I could handle the man, but if Val hadn’t come in when he did, I don’t think he would have stopped with wrapping a hand around my dick. Now he wouldn’t be touching anyone else. I probably should feel worse about that, but maybe Val was right. Maybe the fucker needed to die.

I wished I hadn’t seen his body, though. The angle of his neck was just wrong. I was probably going to have nightmares for a long time. And the dreams I might have about Val. They could be nightmares or the best fantasies of my life. Was I really better off giving him a free pass to have me any way he wanted than I’d been taking chances with customers? Would he really have me watched so closely I couldn’t earn anything on the side?

Yes. Yes, he would.

I shivered thinking about it. I was in danger no matter what path I took, but at least with Val, I’d enjoy myself some of the time, right? How far would he push me? Maybe I should be a lot more scared that I was. And Val’s father? I hoped I never had to meet him. The rumors I’d heard about Dominic Marchesi were chilling. Some said he was immortal and couldn’t feel pain. That might not be true, but I believed the people who said he never hesitated to kill when someone crossed him.

I gathered my things and forced myself to stand. I needed to get out of here. Maybe if I did, I’d stop seeing that man’s broken body lying on the floor and the look on Val’s face as he slammed him into the wall. Val had become pure aggression, fury personified. I wanted that to terrify me, but no one had ever fought like that for me, and it made me feel warm all over. I wanted him even more than I had before.


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