Total pages in book: 132
Estimated words: 125465 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 627(@200wpm)___ 502(@250wpm)___ 418(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125465 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 627(@200wpm)___ 502(@250wpm)___ 418(@300wpm)
Carefully, I climb down, closing the hatch behind me as I go.
A few minutes later, my boots land on the concrete ground of the mile-long escape tunnel.
Everyone knows that Xander Rossi has escape tunnels running below his compound, but only Xander, his wife, and his children know about these very specific tunnels leading straight to their private quarters.
Scarlet shouldn’t have told me about them, but lucky for me, she did.
As I close the distance between us, the excitement of being able to touch her again has my heart racing in my chest. I’m used to keeping my distance and only watching her from afar. But the past few weeks have been different because this time, I didn’t contact her at all. No texts, no calls.
I left her completely in the dark, and as a consequence, I’m left in the dark on how she feels about me now.
Does she hate me? Will she let me touch her?
Did she tell her family that I know about these tunnels?
The seed of doubt River planted in my mind takes root. Fuck.
My legs stop moving on their own, and my feet plant themselves on the concrete floor, only a few yards away from the tunnel leading up and into the Rossi mansion.
“I’m yours. I’ll always be yours.”
The memory of Scarlet’s sweet voice rings in my head, calling me to her like a siren. I force my feet to keep moving, pushing forward until I make it to the tunnel going up. I climb the ladder to the door leading into the house.
Using my fingertips, I softly run them down the right edge of the door, feeling for the hidden pin pad. I give it a gentle push, and it flips open, revealing the number pad. I type in the ten-digit code before letting my thumb hover over the enter button.
Here goes nothing.
My pulse doubles, and all oxygen evaporates from my lungs. It only takes half a second for the small blinking light on the side of the door to turn green, but it feels like an eternity.
The door unlocks with a click, and I sigh in relief. They didn’t change the code. That’s a good sign, but I can never let my guard down. There is still a chance of armed guards waiting for me inside the house.
As quietly as I can, I push the door open and climb into the hallway. Just as carefully, I close the hidden pathway and turn in the direction of Scarlet’s room. The hallway is as silent as it is dark, but I have walked these halls since I was a little boy and know every loose floorboard and cracked tile in this house, making it a breeze to be stealthy in here.
I creep my way up to her door, wrap my hand around the brass knob, and turn it slowly. The first thing I notice when I step into her room is the familiar unique scent filling the space.
Lilac and fresh linen. Home.
Basking in that scent, I suck in a deep breath and close the door behind me. Before I step deeper into the room, I turn the lock on the doorknob, locking us in.
I navigate the room silently, like a shadow, until I’m standing at the edge of the bed. Her silky blond hair fans out on the pillow like a golden halo. Her eyes are closed, her lashes fluttering slightly as her eyes move under her eyelids.
She must be dreaming. Her partly covered chest rises and falls evenly. With every breath she takes, the blanket slides off the swell of her breasts a little more.
Unable to help myself, I reach for the blanket. Digging my fingers into the soft fabric, I tug it down a few inches more.
I drink her in. She’s wearing a nightgown, but the thin lace has slid down her shoulder, her rosy nipple peeking out from under the deep v-cut.
My mouth waters. I want to feel her tits in my mouth and suck on her hard nipple until she comes apart under my touch.
I want her to scream my name. I want it all… but that’s not what I’m here for. I promised her another first, and it’s going to be the last one I can give her for a while. With one harsh tug, I pull the rest of the blanket off her flawless body.
My dick stiffens against my zipper as I take her in like I’m a starving man, and she is my only solace. She stirs, but her eyes remain closed.
Her hands slide over the mattress beside her, probably trying to find her comforter. Before she realizes the blanket is out of reach, I climb onto the bed, covering her slender half-naked body with mine.
Her eyes fly open at the same moment my hand presses over her mouth. Body stiff, her hands sink deep into my shirt, grabbing fistfuls of the fabric.