Sinful Crown Read Online Ava Harrison

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Mafia, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 104127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 347(@300wpm)
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“Until I know I can trust you.” I shrug.

Until you choose to stay.

A look crosses her face, like she’s waiting for me to say more, but I don’t. With a long sigh, she turns away from me and walks back toward her old room.

It’s the middle of the night, and technically, I could stop her, but I don’t. I just told her she isn’t a prisoner, and I’m determined to prove that.

Instead, I follow her for a few steps, giving her space to make her moves. She halts her pace and turns to look at me over her shoulder. “Why are you following me?”

“I was just making sure you don’t get lost.”

Her lips thin, and she pops her hip out. “I know where I’m going.”

“Okay.” It’s all I say, playing at indifference.

“I want to take a shower. Is that all right with you?”

“Yep.”

Her lips pucker with disgust. “Do you seriously not have anything else to say or do? Must you drive me crazy?”

My hands rise in surrender, but a grin spreads across my face.

There is nothing sexier than Sasha pissed and wearing my T-shirt.

“I’m going,” I say, backing up.

Her eyes narrow in on me, and without another word, I nod before turning around and heading back to my room. Once inside, I slip off my sweats and make my way to the bathroom. I adjust the water and step into the shower. The hot water feels amazing, and I let myself stand there for a few minutes before I scrub my body clean.

As I lather myself in soap, I think about how she felt in my arms.

What it would be like to feel her.

To see every inch of her skin.

The way her body would flush when I touch her.

I close my eyes and stroke my cock from root to tip. The hot water flows from above, coating my hand with moisture.

Closing my eyes, I imagine it’s her hand on my dick. Gripping me tight.

Then she sinks to her knees, taking my length between her lips, her warm, delectable tongue swiping the tip before her mouth opens and takes me in.

Threading my fingers through her hair, I set the pace, plunging inside her, thrusting deep into her throat. Each moan from her mouth fuels me on.

My pace picks up, my grip tightens, and then I shudder with my release.

Fuck.

I am so fucked.

24

GIDEON

From where I’m sitting at my desk, I give my undivided attention to today’s episode of the strange things Sasha tells me while speaking to her smoke detector.

In today’s info dump, she’s going on about mundane things. “I bet you don’t know about me.” Her words, not mine.

“I hate all vegetables with a liquid seed,” she says with a straight face, looking right at the camera, and it makes me laugh.

The intercom on my desk comes to life, ending my stalking.

“Boss, I need to speak with you,” Julian says, and I let out a sigh.

There’s always something. The question is just how big this shit show will be.

Leaning forward on my desk, I silence the video of Sasha. “What’s this concerning?”

“The girl.”

I grit my teeth; she has a name. But truth be told, Julian is smart for referring to her that way. I’m crazy enough to kill him if he treated her like anything other than a huge inconvenience.

“Fine. Five minutes. Control room.” I close the monitor on my desk and stand, straightening and flattening my shirt before heading out of the room.

Despite having free rein, Sasha’s favorite pastime is telling the hidden camera/me ridiculous facts about herself.

It’s become a highlight of my day.

Today I found out her favorite meal is chicken Parmesan, which I already told the chef to make for dinner tonight, and that she doesn’t like to drink alcohol.

She didn’t tell me why, but I have to assume it has something to do with her parents’ death. That and the fact that her brother was an addict.

It doesn’t take me long to get downstairs; the landing for the basement stairs is only a few feet from my office.

Once inside our control room, I find Julian pacing.

Off the bat, I know something is wrong. His posture is rigid, and his jaw is tight. “What’s going on?” I ask.

He halts his steps and turns to look at me. “During our search, we found something.”

“Go on.” I rock from one foot to the other. Ready for him to get to the point. The faster I deal with this shit, the faster I can get back to what I was previously doing.

Fuck, Gideon. You need a fucking life.

“More like someone,” he says, and my jaw tics with impatience.

“Spit it out.”

Julian looks down and then back up. “He had her picture.”

I fold my hands in front of my chest. “And I’m just hearing this now?”

“It just happened.”

Dropping my arms, my hands clench into fists. “Where is he?”


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