Passion & Venom Read Online Shanora Williams (Venom #1)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, BDSM, Crime, Dark, Erotic, Romance, Thriller Tags Authors: Series: Venom Series by Shanora Williams
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Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 70225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
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He takes a sip of his coffee.

I watch him swallow it with a smirk, my knee bouncing.

His hand is on the table.

I don’t hesitate on the urge that sweeps through me.

I pick up the knife in front of me and I don’t waver. I stab the sharp end of the blade through the hand he has resting on the table.

Francesca and Mrs. Molina gasp aloud.

Kevin roars with agony and I shoot out of my chair, but I don’t run. I refuse to run this time. I want him to look me in the eye and know why this was done. It should be much worse than this for him. After what he did to Toni, setting all that shit up, and then pistol-whipping me.

He should suffer.

“I fucking hate you! Toni trusted you! I trusted you!” I scream.

I take his cup of hot coffee and toss it at his face. He wails even more from the burn.

I feel Francesca and Mrs. Molina staring at me and when I glance over, their eyes are wider than I’ve ever seen them before. Ignoring them, I reach over for Kevin’s knife and aim right for his throat as he tries yanking the other knife out of his hand.

But I don’t make it in time.

A hand clamps down on my wrist and then I’m yanked away and forced down in my chair.

I look up, meeting heavy, hard brown eyes.

Draco’s nostrils are flared, his fists clenched as he grips the handle of the knife.

“What the fuck is your problem?!” Kevin shouts, still struggling to pull the knife out. “Stupid, miserable fucking bitch!”

Draco turns and snatches the knife out of his hand, and Kevin howls, clutching his bloody hand to his chest.

“Mama, take Kevin to Juanita to see what she can do for him.” Juanita is the maid that stitched me up. “Francesca, get the fuck out.” Draco’s tone is way to calm. Eerily calm.

Both Francesca and Mrs. Molina hop up out of their chairs. They look at me once more, stunned.

Mrs. Molina demands Kevin to get up and follow her and when they are all out of the dining room and the door is closed, Draco focuses on me. His face is as hard as stone. His eyebrows are stitched together, his lips pressed tight, jaw ticking.

He seizes my body and tosses me over his shoulder.

“Put me down!” I shout.

He storms towards the french doors, stalking out of the dining room and hurrying down the corridor.

I expect him to go towards the galería but he doesn’t. He takes a sharp right turn and opens a wide black door.

He walks in, slams it behind him, and then spins around.

He slams my back down on an unknown bed. I don’t know where we are, but it’s a large room with navy blue walls and a massive California king bed. The bed is covered in white sheets, and I notice a portrait on the wall behind him.

There’s a man. He looks just like Draco.

My jeans are unbuttoned and yanked down, and then my panties, causing me to pull my gaze away from the portrait.

“Get off of me!” I grimace, shoving a hand on his face.

He ignores me, tossing my hand away and shoving my shirt and bra up to reveal my breasts. He clutches my breasts in hand and then his mouth wraps around my nipple, sucking fiercely.

I gasp and my pussy clenches tight. I yank on his hair by the roots to wrench him away. He releases my nipple, but that was stupid of me to do.

He unbuckles his belt, undoes his button, drops his pants and briefs in unison, and then his massive cock springs free.

“Why’d you try to kill him?” he demands, pressing his cock on my entrance. My wrists are now clasped in his large hands and glued to the bed.

“Because he’s a backstabber. He was a part of your fucked-up plan to kill Toni!” I spit, scowling up at him.

“And that means stab him in my house and leave his blood all over my fucking table?” He grabs my chin. “I brought him here for a reason.”

“Why would you invite him to breakfast after what he did?”

“Because you’re right. He’s a backstabber and I don’t like backstabbers. Or liars.”

I’m confused now. I narrow my eyes. “What are you talking about?”

“I brought him here so I can kill him.”

“Over a lie?!”

“No. For my safety and yours. He’s looking for more money. He’s here to kill me.” He pauses very briefly. “You don’t know this, but there is a warrant out for my arrest. No one knows where the fuck I am unless I let him or her know. And I let him know because I know what he wants. He wants the reward for my capture. Dead or alive, they want me.”

“You’re wanted?” I pant, easing up on my resistance.


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