The Hotel Manager Read Online Cassandra Hallman

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79413 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
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“Put a bug on your clothes.”

Motherfucker. “Where is it?”

“In my pocket.” She glances down at her right side. I see the exact moment she catches sight of my semi-hard dick. There is a mixture of shock and shyness on her face. The way she squeezes her eyes shut before turning a shade of bright red.

“Don’t get the wrong idea. I just get very excited when I get the chance to interrogate someone.”

Her eyes go impossibly wide, and I can feel her pulse spiking under my touch. She moves her lips like she’s about to say something, but only a desperate whimper comes out. I could tell her the truth, that I won’t hurt her, but a little fear never hurt anyone.

The corner of my mouth pulls up into a smirk as I slide my fingers into her pants pocket. She lets out a high-pitched squeal that has me releasing her wrist. Her palms come up to press against my chest, making my skin tingle under her touch.

My hand is still in her pants pocket when the door flies open. Tank and Natalie pile into the room like a small cavalry. From their vantage point, it probably looks like my hand is down her pants.

“What the fuck?” Nat throws up her arms while Tank scans the room for any threat.

Teagan stays completely still; her face has gone ghostly pale, and her eyes brim with fear. An unfamiliar feeling erupts in my chest. Something close to compassion. I hate these kinds of feelings. They are nothing but a distraction. So I do what I always do with unwanted emotions. I shove them down.

“Everything is fine. You can go,” I order out loud, but then I look at Tank and mouth the next part. She has a bug on her; make sure it’s not turned on. People have always told me I’m crazy for having a second-in-command who is non-verbal. They don’t realize the perks. Reading lips is at the very top of that list. I’ll take care of her. You make sure this thing is destroyed.

Pinching the tiny device between my fingertips, I pull it out of her pocket and hold it out on my palm for him. He closes the distance between us and grabs the bug before exiting the room. Natalie remains in the doorway, squinting her eyes at me like she is waiting for a detailed explanation.

“Get out,” I order, firmer this time. Nat gives me one final eye roll before joining Tank in the living room. The door closes behind her, leaving me alone with Teagan once more.

Only then does she drop her hands from my chest. “I’m sorry.” She lowers her head again, her eyes closed this time. “I’m really sorry.” She looks so young, like a misbehaving child about to get grounded. She wraps her slender arms around her torso, which makes me notice the slight trembling. “Can I go now?”

“No,” I blurt out a little too aggressively. She flinches, and I curse myself for not keeping my anger under control. I’m not angry with her. I’m angry with my staff for letting her get through. “The hour is not over. If you leave now, the people who sent you will know something is off.” It’s not a lie, but it’s not quite the truth, either.

“Oh… okay.” She keeps her eyes shut, and I take the opportunity to give her a once-over. Her light brown hair is neatly pulled into a ponytail at the top of her head. The white Elite Massage shirt is a size too big on her.

“Don’t move.” I have no issues being naked, but it clearly makes her uncomfortable, so I decide to grab some shorts from my dresser. “You can open your eyes now.”

She slowly opens one eye at first, then the other, carefully scanning her surroundings. Once she realizes my dick is covered up, she sighs softly in relief.

“I need you to tell me more about yourself.” At my request, her eyebrows pull together, and she presses her lips into a firm line.

Interesting. She barely hesitated when telling me about her brother and the people who sent her, but talking about herself is off-limits.

“Why? I’m nobody, and I’m not involved with these people.” She takes a tiny step back, crossing her arms in front of her chest defensively. She is building a physical and mental wall. If I’m not careful, she won’t tell me a thing, at least not without me breaking the rules.

“Lie down on the massage table.” I nod toward the table.

“What? No!” She shakes her head, swinging her ponytail from side to side.

“Fine.” I shrug. “I guess I can just call the cops and have them deal with you.” I spin around, pretending to walk to the door.

“Wait! No cops!” she yells after me. “Whatever. I’ll do it.”


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