Chaos Crown (The Bedlam Boys #3) Read Online Ruby Vincent

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Crime, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Bedlam Boys Series by Ruby Vincent
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Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
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“Hey!”

“Admit it, Legend. This isn’t about Ivy, it’s about you. Whatever hang-ups you’ve got, you’re going to get over it because I’m sick of this. We finally found the perfect third, and you’re screwing it up.” He loosened the straps on one hand. “You’ve got a week to work it out with her, because if I’m not fucking her pussy while you’re doing me up the ass by then, your sex life is taking a hit too.”

Roan slammed out the door—naked and uncaring. He really was angry with me. He didn’t even wait around for his punishment. That didn’t matter of course because I stormed after him and delivered it anyway, but his eyes said clearly what the ball gag didn’t. I either handled my problems with Ivy, or for the first time in years, the two of us would have some of our own.

IVY

Wednesday morning, I curled up on the couch, drinking coffee, and pretending I didn’t see the skin-pealing glare coming from the kitchen. Legend wasn’t pleased with me tying him to the bed. He wasn’t pleased I did it again the night before either.

Not my fault the man’s a heavy sleeper.

Arsenio came in carrying shopping bags. He dumped them on the kitchen table, the only invitation I needed to snoop.

“Polos? Khakis?” I blinked at him. “Is this some weird sex thing? What are you doing with these?”

“One animal tail butt plug and she thinks I’ve got some role-play fetish.”

My face heated remembering that interesting day. He claimed not to have a fetish, but as I recalled, Arsenio very much enjoyed walking his pet on a leash from room to room, and screwing me in each one.

“No,” he replied, dropping next to me. He snaked his hand around and under my shirt, teasing my nipple with his usual casual ownership of my body. “This is for Friday. Hunter’s Crest Country Club is hosting a golf tournament. It’s open to outsiders as long as they pay the obscene buy-in fee.”

“Will you play in the tournament?”

He dipped his chin. “We’ll have to, but in exchange, we’ll get weekend passes that’ll give us access to the entire club. When crashing won’t work, get an invitation.”

“Wow. It’s genius in its simplicity. Everyone else goes home for the tournament while you guys hang back until the party starts.”

“No one’s going to look twice at us carrying golf bags or clubs either. We’ll pack the shit to knock out and tie up the Ellises, use the clubs to smash the security cameras, and then haul their asses onto a golf cart and take off.”

“And now we’ve left simplicity behind,” I cried. “How in the hell do you expect to pull all of that off?”

Arsenio pinched my nipple, eliciting a soft squeal. “I believe you meant we, de Souza. We’re buying three passes for three participants and three caddies. That includes you. You’ll find a way to get the Ellises alone. You’re the only one who can claim to have business with them because of the contract.”

“A contract that’s probably void now. I betrayed Micah and Jeremy. Lured them into a trap and got their asses tied to stakes in town square. That’s got to be a breach.”

“And finding out is the perfect topic of discussion.” Arsenio tipped my chin, capturing my lips. I melted as he swiped my lips for entrance, then plunged in without permission. His tongue wrapped around mine, demanding its surrender as he plundered me down to my very soul.

I broke away dizzy. His kisses were all the more powerful for how rare they were. And the jerk knew it. His smirk stirred my middle.

“This is the only way. They’re hardly going to step into an empty room with one of us.”

“So, you’re really going to do it,” I whispered. “You’re going to kill them.”

Arsenio didn’t answer right away. My skin tightened with each passing second.

“No.” He slid out from under my shirt. “We can’t be sure of who knows what. Killing the Ellises and then having Foundry’s board carry on in their place would solve nothing. We won’t be forced into what’s ultimately a stupid move. We won’t benefit from it, but Dante will as long as he has the power to put us on death row.”

I blew out a breath. “Okay, then I’m in, but what if I came at it another way? Instead of showing up out of nowhere, I could call Steven Ellis, say I’ll be in town on Friday, and ask if he’ll give me ten minutes to talk.”

“There’s no guarantee he’d say yes or invite you to the club.”

“But what if—”

“The plan’s all worked out, de Souza.” Legend shoved away from the kitchen table. “Stop trying to change it.”

He came over, plucked my coffee from my hands, and drew me up. “Let’s go. It’s time for class.”


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