Mike – Steele Riders Family Read Online C.M. Steele

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
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“Do you want to come with us to see Mike fight?” Danny asks, changing the conversation.

“I’m not sure I can handle watching all that fighting.”

“Well, you can always stay behind and wait for him in the locker room. I’m sure he’ll love it,” Sammie cheers, grabbing onto her husband’s arm.

“Maybe I can surprise him.” It would be nice to see him sooner than I hoped.

“That’s a great idea,” Sammie says, clapping her hands together.

“Well, I’m going to go home. I’m not feeling up to a movie right now.”

“Why not?” Danny asks, looking at me suspiciously. Does he really believe I was meeting someone else here?

“At first I thought it would be a good idea, but if I want to feel alone, I can put on some Netflix and watch television at my apartment.”

“Are you having a hard time being by yourself in your apartment after what happened?” he asks.

“No. I can’t imagine having more than one crazy stalker and he’s in jail, so I feel pretty safe. I’ll see you all later.”

“We’ll see you before the event.”

I nod and walk away. I hear Sammie whisper, “You probably remind her of Mike.”

“Oh.” She’s right on the money with that one. God, I miss Mike so much; it’s getting harder to be without him. Seeing Danny only made it harder.

I spot Mitchell not too far away because it’s his job to keep a distance, but also protect me. Still, I don’t wave just in case there is another crazy out there ready to get me.

I’m almost to my apartment door when I’m met with a woman I’ve never seen before. She’s a beautiful leggy blonde in a puffy white coat. It’s cold here today, so I get the coat, but still, it’s a bit excessive. “Hello, um… forgive me, but I had to ask. Are you Tina Solis?” she asks with a pleasant demeanor, but I get a funny feeling from her.

“I am,” I answer.

Suddenly, the niceties are gone, and her face hardens. “Stay away from my man,” she hisses, inching closer to me.

“What?” I ask, my head snapping back.

“Mike is mine.” Her voice is low and filled with anger.

“Oh, yeah? What makes you believe that?” I ask, considering we spent time in Vegas fucking and he didn’t have a problem holding my hand while we were out.

“We’re engaged.” She takes off her gloves and is sporting a massive rock, and then shows me a picture of her and him after a fight. She’s clearly a ring girl, and the ring on her finger is more than enough for me. “We’ve kept it quiet to protect my job, and now you’ve come between us. He can’t help but cheat with naïve small-town girls, but he always comes back to me.”

“You can have him, honey.” I storm away, hating the wasted hours, the moments I gave to even considering a future with him. He’s the piece of shit I assumed he was from the start.

When I get back to my apartment, I fall apart on my bed, letting the tears fall hard. All I can think about is that I gave myself to him, and I’m not just talking about my body—my heart was placed in his filthy hands too.

By the end of the night, I’ve cried myself to sleep. Two more days and I’ll be off, and then I can go to my parents’ and hope that I can forget all about Mike “The Maniac” Miller.

Chapter Nine

Mike

I work my ass off in the gym because my body aches for Tina and foolishly, I let her play this standoff game. Two fucking weeks without even speaking to her is insane. Yes, I get stiff talking to her, but I only have to think about her and I’m rock hard. If she only knew how bad I ache to throw her up against the wall and stuff her with every inch of me until she’s filled with cum and leaking her squirty juices all over my dick and down my balls.

Every single day, I’m tempted to fly back to Texas and say fuck it all. Frankly, I’ve made up my mind; I’m retiring because this isn’t going to work. Tina means more to me than fighting. Besides, I was considering it before I met her sexy ass. Granted they were far and few between. There were days before her when I wasn’t sure if I’d ever give up until my body had had enough because I loved the thrill it gave me, but since I crossed paths with her, fighting means nothing. Not seeing her face, holding her in my arms, kissing her soft, smart-ass mouth is painful.

The gym is quiet except for the beating of my own heart. All the others have already called it a day and so should I, but I need to give it another twenty minutes. I’m about to go again when I swear I hear my phone go off, but it’s in my gym bag. Even though it’s supposed to be off, I have it on for emergencies and in particular, calls from Mitchell regarding my bride-to-be.


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