Brutal Ambition Read Online Sam Mariano

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Dark, New Adult, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 167204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 836(@200wpm)___ 669(@250wpm)___ 557(@300wpm)
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I shouldn’t even be here, let alone doing what he tells me.

I don’t know yet if I’ll leave before he gets back because I don’t know when he’ll be back, but I hit the bathroom and brush my teeth as best I can without a toothbrush, then I pick up the clothes strewn all over his bedroom floor.

My dress is completely ruined, but I know he doesn’t want me to keep it anyway since Aiden bought it for me.

I shouldn’t care what he wants, but I can’t seem to help myself. Especially after last night.

I was sure he would be sleeping with her by now, even if not because he wanted her just because Killian has a pretty strong sex drive and he wasn’t getting it from me. If he’s marrying her, he’s going to sleep with her, so why wait?

That reminder of reality bums me out. I grab the dumb dress and bundle it up so I can throw it out, then I grab Killian’s wrinkled clothes off the floor so I can hang them up in his laundry room.

I’m not expecting company and I’m still naked, so I freeze when the front door opens.

Then Killian freezes. A slow smile claims his lips as his appreciative gaze drifts over my naked body. “Now, that’s what I like to come home to.”

I roll my eyes at him good-naturedly and resume my path to the trash can. “I’m glad it was you. I don’t imagine Sloane would have appreciated the view quite so much.”

“She doesn’t let herself into my apartment.”

I really don’t want to talk about her, but since she’s the fiancée and I’m… whatever the hell I am, I don’t say so.

“Funny, I seem to remember her doing it once,” I murmur, pushing my dress down into his trash can.

He sets down the bakery box and coffee he brought in with him. “Not that I don’t appreciate it, but why are you cleaning my apartment when I told you to keep your pretty little ass in bed?”

I turn back to face him. “Because you’re not my boss,” I say with extra impertinence, though I’m sure it lacks sting when I’m saying that with his laundry draped over my arm.

He cocks an eyebrow and starts toward me. “Oh, really?”

“Mm-hmm,” I murmur, backing toward the laundry room. “I do what I want.”

His blue eyes twinkle. “Is that so?”

I feel a thrill in my belly as he stalks toward me, but he gets too close, so I turn and hightail it to the laundry room.

Predictably, I don’t make it. I squeal as Killian sweeps me off my feet, dragging me back against him and locking his arms around my waist.

“Got you,” he murmurs against my neck.

I smile, looking back at him. “Damn.”

He slides one hand up to catch the weight of my breast in his palm. “I brought those chocolate chip muffins you like for breakfast.”

I’m enjoying him holding me and touching me, but my heart drops at his words.

Because while I do enjoy those muffins, I also know where that bakery is.

By Sloane’s house.

Since he ditched her last night at the ball, I imagine he had to go smooth things over with her this morning.

That sucks to think about and drains the merriment I felt playfully running from him a moment ago.

“Thanks,” I murmur, pulling out of his embrace. “I’ll hang up your stuff so it doesn’t wrinkle more than it already has, and then we can eat. I shouldn’t stay long, though. I need to go home.”

“Why?” he asks, taking the jacket out of my hands so he can take off the lapel pin I hadn’t noticed.

“What is that?” I ask, looking at the diamond-encrusted sapphire pin shaped like a drop of blood.

“My Blue Blood pin,” he says as he puts it down on the counter. “We all get one once we’re initiated. It’s how you can recognize another Blue Blood you may not be familiar with when you’re out in the wild, say at an event.”

“Ah, that makes sense.”

He nods. “We need to discuss a few things,” he says, his hand sliding down to cup my ass. “But now I can’t remember what they are.”

I crack a smile, reaching back to gently push his hand away. “I need to put on clothes. Maybe then you’ll remember.”

He puts his hand back on my ass, squeezing it and sliding his hand between my legs. “That seems drastic.”

“Getting dressed is drastic?” I tease, reaching for his wrist to try and stop him.

“Mm-hmm. There has to be another way.”

My tummy tumbles and I grab the edge of the counter as he forces his fingers into my pussy and the breath abandons my lungs. “You… You…” I close my eyes and try to focus as he spreads me open, pushing the blunt end of one of his fingers up to brush my clit. “Killian.”


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