Misguided Vows – Lethal Vows Read Online T.L. Smith

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Dark, Erotic, Mafia Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
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“And are they still my friends?” she asks pointedly.

“I don’t know, Maria.” I sigh. “But do not go to our mother.” The last thing I want is her badgering me as well. My mother looks at me differently these days. Like she pities me. I don’t need to add ammunition to cause her to worry about me more, or worse, to try to convince me to come back to London; she has tried that already.

“Well, stay away from Alina.”

I’m surprised when my phone beeps to indicate another call. I check the screen and see Alek’s name. It’s not too often he calls.

“I haven’t slept with her anyway. I have to go, work and all. Don’t worry, I’ll make it up to Alina.”

“No, you stay away from her, Will,” she demands.

“Love you too,” I say, hanging up and answering Alek’s call.

“Aren’t I Mr. Popular today? It’s not like you to call me. You must’ve really missed me,” I tease as I bring up the tracker I put on Alina’s phone. I’d be the furthest thing from a gentleman if I didn’t make sure she got back to the hotel safely.

“Do you answer your phone like that all the time?” Alek asks, irritated.

“You’re special to me,” I say, and I can just imagine his jaw ticking.

“I need you to find someone for me,” he states.

My eyebrows perk in surprise. It’s not often Alek calls upon my services. For the most part he’s efficient enough on his own.

“I’m kind of between jobs at the moment and staying in New York for a bit,” I tell him.

“Between jobs?” He sounds shocked. I suppose that makes two of us considering I’ve never taken a break. “I’ll pay you double. It’s local, but I need the person found within a day.”

A challenge. I do like challenges. And local… it’s tempting.

“Why can’t you find him yourself?” I ask, curious now.

Alek is silent for a moment. Without his body language to read, I simply wait until he’s a big boy and uses his words. “I haven’t found him yet. But it’s Lena’s birthday in two days and I want this guy dead.”

“Ah.” I click my tongue. “Can’t be late for wifey’s birthday.” I laugh, knowing how much it pisses him off. But the truth is, as I say it, it brings up something uncomfortable in my own chest.

It reminds me of my previous life, of things that were precious to me before they were taken away. Suddenly, nothing seems funny anymore.

And I’m left with the dire realization that I seriously fucked up with Alina.

“Send me the details. I’ll find him for you.”

I watch the pinpoint of Alina’s tracker. I can’t dispute her accusation that I’m an asshole. And perhaps I should give it a little bit of time before I grovel.

Grovel? Me?

I try not to laugh at myself.

How the fuck did I end up in this situation when I haven’t even fucked this woman yet?

CHAPTER 18

Alina

Monday can’t come soon enough. I was even more furious with Will by the time I returned to the hotel, and no matter how much I tried to lose myself in work, I was constantly distracted by the thought of him.

I toss and turn for an hour, trying to get to sleep with no luck. Frustrated, I kick off the blankets, throw on some jeans, and put my hair into a messy bun before taking the elevator down to the lobby and stepping out onto the street.

The air is refreshing, and I pocket my hands in the hoodie I’m wearing. I just need a walk or something. It’s not like me to get so bothered by some guy. So why am I now? I round the corner and step into the convenience store.

I don’t know exactly what I’m looking for, but I’ll know it when I see it. I’m scanning the chocolates when my phone pings. I open my emails, and a cold shiver runs over my skin.

A new email. A simpler message this time.

You stole from me.

I swallow as I delete the email as if I never saw it.

That’s two emails in two days when I haven’t heard from them in months. I internally curse as I close my eyes and push away all the imposing thoughts. What if they found me? I thought it was all behind me now.

I grab a chocolate bar with caramel in it and continue down the aisle.

It’s close to midnight, so there’s only a few customers. I walk past the cosmetics section and pause as I look at the red lipsticks. I look around, noticing that I’m alone. I discretely look up at the ceilings and don’t see any cameras.

My fingers curl around the lipstick, and my heart pounds with the thrill and thought of pocketing it. It’s an impulse. A need. A want.

It’d be so easy too. It always has been.


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