Tiernan (Dangerous Doms #6) Read Online Jane Henry

Categories Genre: Erotic, Mafia, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Dangerous Doms Series by Jane Henry
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Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 83120 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
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“There will be,” she says quietly. “The McCarthy representative.”

A low murmur goes through the crowd. A girl to my left mutters, “Would’ve preferred Cage, the monster,” but she’s in the minority. I want to slap her. Who would want anyone but Tiernan, and in all his muscled, powerful glory? Jesus.

“Not me,” another girl whispers. “Bloody hell, his opponent was so fucking hot.”

Oh no they do not.

I’m surprised by the sudden vehemence that rises in my chest. No one will go with Tiernan tonight. No one.

But how the bloody hell am I supposed to prevent that? I certainly can’t.

“You alright, Aisling?” Vivian asks me, her brows drawing together.

“Feel a bit faint is all,” I breathe. “Need to use the loo.”

Vivian’s eyes stay focused on me, but after a beat passes, she nods. “Aye,” she says. “Security surrounds us. You’ll be safe. Out this door, immediate left. Come straight back.”

I kinda feel like I’m back in grade school.

“I’ll go with her,” Karla says, but both Vivian and I protest at once.

“All set, thanks,” I say. “I’ll only be a moment.”

Vivian nods. “Better to go one at a time tonight. I want the rest of you in here at all times. Easier to keep track of you.”

I still have the distinct impression she knows something, but I can’t be chasing whimsical fancies, not when I’m out of my head like this.

I exit the room and go immediately left like she said, but my eyes are skating left and right.

I need to find him. I need to know if he’s okay.

“Y’alright, miss?” A security guard to my left asks me.

“Oh, fine, just need a breath of fresh air,” I say, flashing him my most winsome grin.

“You can’t go that way—”

“Be right back,” I say. I turn, and I run.

He shouts and comes after me, when a wall of McCarthy men turns the corner and I come to a screeching halt. I know them immediately by their size and ink, and damn it all, I don’t want them to recognize me. I duck my head and run past them, but their appearance stops the guard from chasing me.

One of them looks after me, but I don’t look to see who it is. I feel his eyes follow me. I see an open doorway nearby, and quickly duck in. I need to be able to observe them without being seen.

“Did you see that?” says a voice I don’t recognize down the hall.

“What?”

“Swear I bloody knew that girl.”

Their voices fade. I peek out the door as discreetly as I can. The guard’s gone back to his room.

Oh, God. The McCarthys have Tiernan with them. They’re walking toward an exit.

He’s alive. Thank fuck, he’s alive.

Now what do I do?

I look around and see an exit sign in this little room. I’ll make my way back home. I’ll text Karla to get my things. The McCarthy men aren’t taking any of us home tonight, that’s for bloody sure, and for some reason, that appeases me.

I push open the door and pause. I have the distinct feeling I’m being watched. I turn to look behind me but see only the vacant room. The McCarthy men have left, along with the bloody guards.

Is it safe out here?

I have to lay off the fucking drugs. I swear to God I’m imagining things.

When I turn, terror shoots through me when I feel a hand on my arm. I open my mouth to scream just as another hand clamps over my mouth.

“Don’t you fucking make a noise.”

I crane my neck to find the man I spent the night with glaring at me.

No. My pulse spikes.

“Think you got away, did you? Soon as I heard Vivian’s girls were coming tonight, I came to find you.”

I try to kick him but he’s too fast. He ducks the blow, removes his hand off my mouth, rears back, and slaps me across the face. I use the opportunity to scream. “Help! Somebody help me!”

“You bitch,” he growls, dragging me back into the room I just exited. I fight with everything I’ve got, shoving him off me only to have him return, angrier and more vicious than before.

“You stole from me!” I scream. “You bloody stole! How dare you say I did anything?”

“You hit me and ran with my wallet,” he says. I didn’t, the fucking loser.

His hands are on my arms, and he’s shoving me to the floor. “You’re a good slut, aren’t you? Spread your legs, then.” He shoves my legs apart, and I know then he’s going to assault me.

“Let me go!” I scream, writhing underneath his firm grip, but he’s stronger than I am, like a goddamn demon. He yanks my skirt until it tears, then reaches for his trousers.

I kick and scream, which only gives him another excuse to strike me. Stars shine in my eyes, and my ears ring from the power of his blow. Tears stream down my face. He’s going to fucking rape me.


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