Clash of the Nannies (Turf Wars #5) Read Online Bella Jewel

Categories Genre: Billionaire, Contemporary, Mafia, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Turf Wars Series by Bella Jewel
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Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 61900 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
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“Still, that place is going to be something else,” Ramona nods.

“What are they doing with it, dear?” Doris asks.

“They’re creating like a sort of camp slash getaway slash retreat for people. You can book it out in groups, adults only. It doesn’t matter what group you are, but it is aimed to help your mental health. While you’re there you’ll do all this awesome stuff like help run the ranch, ride horses, do watersports in the lake, fish, hike, and it’s meant to reset your soul. It’s a great idea.”

“I wish I was younger; I’d have all the mental health issues in the world so I could go to that.” Doris sighs.

I laugh. “Not quite sure that’s how it works, but great ideas you’ve got running, Doris.”

She grins.

“It’s so super weird to see guys that look like that, who everyone knows have illegal dealings, are opening something so incredible,” Eve murmurs.

“I know what you’re saying.” I nod in agreeance. “But I do know Rhett and all of those guys have lived really hard lives, and I think it’s great they’re opening that huge place up to something that’ll change lives. There is so much space there. Rhett was left with a gold mine, basically, and he’s using it for the right thing. That’s really incredible.”

“It sure is,” Ramona agrees. “It’ll be huge, there is no doubt about it. Especially when women get wind that it’s run by men that look like that. If that ain’t healing for your mental health all on its own, I don’t know what is. I could spend an afternoon with a wine watching those guys on horses, shirtless, rounding up cows.”

I laugh. “I’m not sure they’ll put on such shows, but it certainly is an incredible place.”

I’ve been there a few times now, and the ranch itself is huge. I mean, you couldn’t explore all the land if you tried. Fresh rivers, mountains, open paddocks and rolling green hills, the place is breathtaking. It has been in Rhett’s family for a very long time and he’s the first to want to change it from a ranch to something better. When he’s done, it’ll be one of the best places in this state, hands down.

“Well,” Eve says, “on that note, I better get back to it. You ladies always distract me.”

“Eve, dear,” Doris pipes up as she stands, “tonight, I’ll be bringing a gentleman friend in for dinner, I’d love if you could put us over in the booth by the corner. For privacy.”

I snort my coffee.

Ramona giggles.

Eve’s eyes widen. “A gentleman friend? Doris, who?”

“Calm down, dear, we don’t need to be getting all dramatic over it. He’s a friend. That’s all.”

Eve does a little happy dance. “Oh, it’ll be the best date you’ve ever been on.”

“It won’t be a date, just a dinner,” Doris scoffs. “And there will be no funny business afterwards, so don’t even start.”

Eve grins. “Oh, there’ll be funny business.”

“You’re aging me, dear. Go back to work and prepare us a nice meal, will you?”

Eve laughs.

Doris winks at her.

Oh, Doris.

You are truly everything.

“HUGH,” I WHIMPER, ARCHING my back as Hugh’s mouth devours me as I lie on the sofa, arms above my head, tied with a rope, legs spread wide open for him to do as he pleases.

The pleasure I feel in this moment is out of this world, and knowing I can do nothing to stop him only makes it that much better. His tongue does wicked things to me and right as I’m about to find my release he pulls away, getting to his feet, standing before me like a naked god. He looks down with a wicked grin on his face.

“What?” I whimper, squirming.

“You didn’t think I was going to make it easy for you, did you?”

“Hugh,” I plead. “Please, I was so close.”

He grins. “Just think about how good it’s going to feel when you finally get there. For now, roll over, I’m goin’ to tie you up.”

I blink, but I do as he asks, because damn, I’m turned on. I roll to my hands and knees, putting my tied wrists out in front of me. He uses another rope to secure my ankles together and then he carefully brings my hands down between me until my face is on the cushion and ties my hands to my feet. Oh my.

Oh my, oh my.

“You good? You get uncomfortable, you tell me, and I’ll undo you right away.”

“I’m good,” I whisper.

“Good, because I’m about to rock your fuckin’ world.”

And rock my world he does.

His mouth goes back between my legs, from behind this time. His fingers gently slide into me, his mouth has me trembling and just the very idea of what we’re doing has me quickly getting close to release. Once again, he stops. Frustrated, I squirm and plead, but he continues to bring me to the edge and then he stops. Over and over. Until I’m panting, squirming, and begging for him to bring me relief.


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