Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 112337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 562(@200wpm)___ 449(@250wpm)___ 374(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 562(@200wpm)___ 449(@250wpm)___ 374(@300wpm)
Dominic laughed. "Alec, fight people? Get real, he fucks Marco's problems away, literally."
I stared at Dominic. "You better fuckin' explain that."
Dominic rubbed his eyes. "Marco deals in things from drugs to weapons to all types of entertainment, including, but not limited to, fighting and sex."
I stared at him still waiting for him to get to Alec's role in all this.
Dominic laughed and scrubbed his face. "Alec is an escort for Marco's clients, Bronagh. Usually the wives or husband of his clients, his job is to keep them happy."
"WHAT?!" I screamed.
Dominic jumped with fright then laughed. "Out of everything I just told you, that is what freaks you out?"
No, but still!
"Alec is gay?" I asked, shocked beyond belief.
Dominic shook his head. "He is bisexual."
Oh, my God.
"I did not pick up on that at all, I thought he was straight," I stated.
Dominic snickered. "He loves pussy and cock, the greedy fucker simply can't choose between them."
I blinked at him then opened my mouth to speak only to close it again. Dominic laughed at this while I just sat next to him in shock.
"So you're an underground fighter; Kane is a bruiser and Alec is an… escort. Am I right so far?" I asked then shook my head.
There was a sentence I never thought I would hear myself say.
"Yeah, and Ryder runs drugs and weapons for Marco, so he is technically a drug and weapons dealer."
Oh, my fucking God!
"And Damien?" I squeaked.
"And Damien's nothin', he isn't involved with Marco. It's part of our deal to keep him safe. He keeps out of everything while we deal with it."
I blew out a breath. "Thank God one of you is normal."
Dominic moved and had me on my back with himself nestled between my legs in only a few seconds. "What's not normal about me, pretty girl?" he teased.
"You're supposed to be an eighteen-year-old foreign exchange student, not a secret underground fighter who is tied up with one of the most dangerous men in the entire world!" I wasn't shocked that my eyes filled with tears, and neither was Dominic because he had a bit of a grin on his face when my tears fell, which made me think of him as a huge bastard.
Dominic pressed his forehead to mine. "I was wondering when the tears were going to come. I'm surprised you got through me telling you everything without crying."
I sniffled, "Thanks for the vote of confidence.”
Dominic laughed at me which made me lightly chuckle.
He kissed my nose. "I know this shit is crazy and hard to believe and hard to accept, but I need you to trust me, okay? I know what I'm doing; I can handle this."
"I do trust you. I can't believe all this shite, but I trust you on it."
He kissed me then and kissed me hard, but stopped when I reached down and not so gently gripped his dick in my hand and squeezed.
"Fuck! Why are you doing that?" he shouted.
I released him and grinned when he whimpered a little on top of me.
"You just told me some of the most shocking things I have ever heard my entire life and you're trying to kiss me like that while I'm trying to process it? Get fucked, you bloody eejit," I snapped.
Dominic was laughing and wincing at the same time when he rolled off me and cupped himself. "I live you, pretty girl," he said through his pain.
I rolled my eyes and turned over. "Live you too, Fuckface."
"This is the first time you have come to school on a Monday with no fresh bruises on your face in weeks," Miss McKesson said to me as I entered her classroom on Monday morning.
I was a little surprised that she was in class already; I am usually the first person in here.
I forced a smile to the miss, but didn't say anything to her.
She nodded her head towards the door. "Will you pop down to the main hall and give Alannah and some others a hand with some things down there?"
I furrowed my eyebrows. "A hand with what? What is she doing down there when school doesn't even start for another ten minutes?"
The miss smiled. "Her and some other students are gettin' a head start on gettin' the hall ready for the Christmas concert. It's only a week away after all."
I widened my eyes. "Holy shite, the dates really got away from me. I had no idea Christmas was so close."
The miss frowned at me. "You have been a little detached in school lately, so I'm not surprised some things slipped your mind."
I swallowed. "Some things at home had my attention, but everythin' is fine now." I shook my head and chuckled a little. "I feel like my head has been buried in the sand to not know it is almost Christmas time."
The miss snorted. "It happens to the best of us."
I nodded my head then looked to the door. "I'll go help Alannah and the others then."
The miss waved me on. "Brilliant, the rest of the class will be down to help when the bell rings in ten minutes."
I nodded and left the classroom and headed down the empty hallways until I came to the main hall entrance. I thought it was funny that in ten minutes these hallways would be flooded with students, but now it was like a silent ghost town. When I entered the hall it was anything but silent though.
I inwardly groaned when I spotted Micah bossing some of her friends and classmates around while Alannah was off to the side painting some of the Christmas posters. I would rather help out by doing something by myself but if I had to choose between helping Alannah or Micah, I would pick Alannah every time.
"Hey," I said when I got to her side.
She glanced at me and widened her eyes a little when she seen it was me stood next to her and saying hello.
"Hey me?" she asked and glanced around us to see if I could be talking to someone else.