Touch of Chaos Read Online Cassandra Hallman

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Crime, Dark, Mafia Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
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I look down at my plain jeans and boots, wondering if I should have dressed up a little more to fit in here.

“Don’t worry they are just skanks, you like nice,” Tony says before clearing his throat nervously. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. I didn’t mean it like it sounded.”

“You're fine, thanks.” I’ve known Tony for a while and he has never been anything but courteous to me.

“So what’s the plan?” Tony questions.

“Can you wait outside the door while I go in there and spy on… ahm… I mean.” Shit, I can’t think of a good excuse.

“While you spy on your brother and your boyfriend?” Tony finishes my sentence.

“Oh well. Yes.” I shrug. I guess the cat is out of the bag already.

“I’ll only let you in there on your own because I know they are here too, but I still want you to text or call me if you need me to come in. Let me have your phone and I’ll type in my number.” He holds his hand out to me and I dig my phone out of my purse to hand to him. He quickly saves his number and hands me my cell back.

I thank him again before I make my way inside the bar. I step into the dingy space, the smell of alcohol and sweat hits me right away. It’s pretty packed in here which is not surprising on a Friday night. Scanning the space I find Quinton and Ren sitting at the bar with their backs turned towards me. I sigh in release when I see no girls next to them.

Looking around, I find an empty table in the corner of the room and I walk over to take a seat there. I slide into the booth realizing the table is sticky from spilled drinks. I briefly think about sitting somewhere else but I don’t think another table would be any different. Plus, From here I can watch the guys perfectly through the crowd. I feel like some secret agent on a mission. Keeping my head down I make sure they won’t see me even if they happen to look my way.

About 15 minutes past and I realize being a secret agent on a stakeout is not much fun. Matter-of-fact is pretty boring because Ren and Q barely moved. They simply sit at the bar talking to each other and drinking beers.

I don’t know what I was so worried about what they would be doing here. It was a stupid idea to come. I’m about to get up from my seat and leave this place when I catch one of the women in the mini dress, making a beeline toward Ren and Q.

My whole body stiffens as I watch my nightmare come true. The beautiful black-haired woman takes a seat next to Ren, my Ren. She lifts her hand and touches his forearm, to get his attention. Ren immediately pulls his arm away from her touch but she doesn’t seem to get the message. I don’t know what she is saying but it looks like she is giggling and touching his upper arm now. Red-hot jealousy courses through my veins at the near sight of some woman touching what’s mine.

Someone moves into my view, making me get up so hastily that I bump my knees against the table. Cursing the pain away, I slide out of the booth, ready to confront the woman who is trying to seduce my boyfriend when some guy steps into my way.

“Where are you going so fast, beautiful,” the young man slurs. He looks like one of the college frat guys at MIT.

“None of your business,” I snap back, impatiently. I don’t have time for this. I try to push past him but he shifts so he is in my way again, forcing me to bump into him.

“That was rude, I was just asking you a question. No reason to be such a bitch.” He takes a step towards me, and I have nowhere else to go than to step back.

Panic bubbles inside of me as I try to look past him. He takes another threatening step towards me, his hand coming up to touch my face. I slap his arm away, which only makes him angry. He snatches my wrist and starts pulling me towards the bathrooms.

“Stop!” I yell but my voice is drowned out by the loud music and chatter in the bar. I really regret coming here. I’m just about to freak out when I see a large form coming from the side.

Before I know it the guy dragging me releases my wrist. “Hey man, we were just having a little fun–” That’s all he gets out before Tony’s fist connects to his face. The guy’s eyes roll back and he falls onto his knees.

“Are you okay?” Tony asks, patting my arm lightly.


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