Sabotage – A Dark Enemies to Lovers Romance Read Online Shantel Tessier

Categories Genre: Angst, Dark, Erotic, Forbidden, Romance, Taboo Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72275 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
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I look over at Raylee sitting next to me in a white sundress, and it’s crazy how far we’ve come since that first day in this house. I became a raging dick to her. But she wasn’t as sweet as she put on that day either. No, she dished it back. And that is how my obsession with her started.

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AN HOUR LATER, their staff is handing out our desserts when Tiffany looks over at her daughter. “Raylee, honey, you’ve been quiet. Everything okay?”

“Fine, Mom,” she answers, not bothering to look up. I hide my smile behind the rim of my mimosa that I decided I needed after my glass of water was gone. Her phone goes off, signaling a text, and she pulls it out of her purse that hangs on the back of the chair.

I lean over to try to read it, but she locks the screen.

“Are you sure? You seem—” Her mother’s cell phone starts ringing. She picks it up off the table. “I’m sorry, but I’ve been expecting this call.” Her eyes go to my father, and he picks up his napkin, wiping his mouth. “We may be a little bit,” she adds.

“Excuse us,” he announces and then stands, walking out of the room with her.

I ignore that strange interaction and focus my attention on Raylee. Reaching under the table, I place my hand on her bare thigh.

She jumps, her head whipping around to glare at me. “Don’t touch me,” she snaps, shoving my hand from her warm skin.

Letting go of her thigh, I grip her wrist, twisting it and forcing a whimper out of her pretty lips. I pull it toward me until her face comes within inches of mine.

My eyes drop to her red lips and then meet her narrowed eyes. Closing the small space, I lean in, needing to kiss her. But she tosses what’s left of my mimosa in my face.

I sit back in my seat, letting go of her, and she gets to her feet, grabbing her wineglass and storming out of the formal dining room.

I chuckle, running my hand down my now wet face. I catch sight of the wine bottle in the middle of the table and pick it up. Standing, I head upstairs, knowing she’s running off to her old room.

So predictable, princess. She’s got the door shut, but I shove it open, making it bounce off the interior wall before it slams itself shut.

“Get the fuck out!” she shouts at me.

I advance on her while she walks backward before she hits the side of her bed and falls onto it, landing on her back. I crawl on top of her, pinning her down, and grip her face. “Open up,” I order and then bring the wine bottle to her lips, pouring more than I meant to into her mouth, making her choke on it. It covers her face, neck, and chest that her sundress shows off.

Setting the bottle on the nightstand next to the bed, I shove her hair out of the way and lean down, running my tongue along her neck, licking up the wine she spit up. “Tastes so good.” I moan, sucking on her skin.

“Colt.” She says my name breathlessly, still trying to recover from the fact I almost drowned her in wine.

“Want some more, princess?” I ask, nibbling on her ear.

“Go to hell.” She lifts her chin.

I smile. “Can’t we move on from this? You being a bitch and pretending not to want me?”

She glares at me. “You followed me up here. Not the other way around.”

“You’re right.” I sigh. “I’m attracted to you, Raylee. You’re fucking crazy, but every time I see you, all I can think about is fucking you.”

Her eyes close, and she whimpers.

“Tell me that you don’t want me,” I challenge, and she doesn’t respond. Smiling, I add, “See, why fight it? Just let go. We can call a truce.”

“Truce, Colton?” She snorts, dragging out my full name. She very rarely calls me that. “Any chance you get, you fuck me over.”

“I just want to fuck you, princess. What do you say? You and me? We can fuck the hate out of each other, whenever we want, wherever we want?”

Her heavy eyes stare up into mine. “You purposely broke up my relationship,” she argues. “You only fucked me so you could tell Nate I cheated on him.”

“One, you fucked me while with another man.” I give her a tsking sound and lower my lips to her ear. “Two, I was going to fuck you either way. You having a boyfriend didn’t matter to me.”

“You think that makes it better?” she snaps.

“I think you set my car on fire, and I ended your relationship. Let’s call it even.” I lick her neck, making her moan. “Now I’m offering to get you off. I’d say you’re getting the better end of the deal here, princess.”


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