Total pages in book: 161
Estimated words: 149338 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149338 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Especially now.
I’d seen too much.
Experienced more than anyone my age should have.
Making me feel and act older than I actually was.
The wind effortlessly made its way into the car, bringing a strong masculine scent of cologne with it, assaulting my senses and every last fiber of my being. It had to be him. Before I even knew what I was doing, I stepped out of the car and followed Luis across the lot. I didn’t receive the warm welcome I’d expected. To be honest, I didn’t expect anything of what had just happened.
All I knew was my nerves were set on fire the entire time I stood there with them.
Watching him.
Inhaling him.
Feeling him.
A hot blaze roared through my body, like nothing I had ever experienced before. He had me questioning who he was, and how he had this hold on me. I hated and loved the new found feeling he produced deep within my core.
It was overwhelming.
It was frightening.
It was all consuming.
It. Was. Everything.
I wanted to know every single thing about him, including the man beneath the ruthless bastard…
Behind the power.
Behind the suit.
Behind the dominance.
Underneath the bright green, soulless eyes which showed no emotion whatsoever. Not one.
“Lexi,” Luis announced, parking his car in front of my house.
“Hmm…” I replied, still lost in my thoughts of tonight.
“Martinez has no sanctity of value for anything or anyone. Nothing is sacred to him. He respects nothing. It's why no one shakes his goddamn hand. He's a dirty, ruthless motherfucker, Lexi. You need to stay away from that son of a bitch. He won't think twice about fucking you over or fucking you period. You won’t be fifteen forever. I know what you’re thinking, I can see it in your eyes. And if I can see it, I know he could too.”
I would remember his exact words for the next three years. Until I would see him again.
“It's why they call him… El Diablo.”
Knowing all I wanted was to meet The Devil.
Austin Fucking Taylor, the good ol’ boy who was proving to be a major pain in my ass. He was damn lucky he made my niece happy. The last thing I needed or wanted was for Briggs to fall in love with a fucking southern boy from Oak Island, North Carolina. But, fucking fate slapped me in the goddamn face again. You’d think I’d be used to it by now. She’d been with him for the past three years, playing house in the apartment I provided for her.
Not him.
They met in Miami at one of the parties I sent her to supply. Things didn’t become official until I watched them run into each other a year later, on one of my cameras at the dance club I owned downtown.
I ran a background check immediately, discovering he was fucking harmless. He started traveling with her behind my back, and when I called her out on it, she conned me into hiring him as her bodyguard. I wasn’t a goddamn idiot. I knew they were fucking each other. Briggs seemed to have a thing for bodyguards. All those romance books she read, she wanted a hero.
It wasn’t like she needed defending, up until recently, with Hector. He had been an old acquaintance of mine, who wanted to fuck my niece since she grew tits and an ass. The second he requested a meeting alone with her, was the moment I knew I could test Austin. I just didn’t know he would show up to the meeting, fucked up on my drugs. Both of them trying to recover from the three days of non-stop partying with clients. Things went south fast. Austin was lucky I didn’t put a fucking bullet in his head. Hector, on the other hand, wasn’t so lucky.
Needless to say, Austin passed with flying colors, defending Briggs with his life. Exactly what I was paying him a fuck load of money to do. But, it wasn’t about the cash. He loved Briggs, even a blind man could see it, the man wore it proudly.
A man like me could respect that about a man like him. He wasn’t made for this life, and neither was Briggs, but that didn’t stop me from bringing her into it anyway.
I heard the lock release on Briggs’ apartment door. She lived there, but I owned it. The door swung open, revealing Austin and her pretty much dry fucking each other in the hallway. His hand immediately reached in her panties.
“Jesus Christ, you can't even keep your fingers off my niece’s pussy long enough to walk through the goddamn door!” I roared, taking in the debauchery in front of me.
“Uncle!” Briggs shrieked, shoving Austin away to pull down her dress.
“You’re lucky it was my fingers and not my tongue. Next time knock on the fucking door before you make yourself at home in our apartment,” Austin spewed, pissed I was there unannounced and uninvited.