Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“Knock it off,” he growls at me. I stop fighting him when I see the murderous expression on his face. I swear his eyes are black. This is the Bowen Knight I’ve heard about. The one everyone else cowers before. I swallow, wondering what he is going to do to me. I don’t know why the heck he’s so upset. I’m the one that should be mad. He sold me out. Why would he care what happens to me? Unless he was supposed to give me to someone else.
Someone opens a side door for him into the casino in the alley. As much as I hate him right now for what he’s done, all the fight leaves my body. I lay my head on his shoulder knowing there is no escape. At least this way, I don’t have to stare at his stupid handsome face.
I let my eyes fall closed. His scent envelops me. I don’t open my eyes until I hear the sound of the elevator. He’s taking me back to his room. Without thinking, I lean in, brushing my mouth against his neck.
“Ace,” he warns. I ignore him. What do I have to lose? I might as well enjoy the little time I have if he really did sell me out.
I sink my teeth into his neck. He smacks my ass hard, making me yelp and let go. When I do, he tosses me over his shoulder fireman-style. I start trying to kick and hit at his back as he walks down the hallway into the bedroom, where he tosses me down onto the bed.
Quickly I scramble to my knees. I notice blood splatter all over his shirt.
“You ran from me.”
“What are you going to do with me?” Again, all the fight leaves me. I sink down to sit on my butt. I want to rage at him, but there is no point. I drop my head and start to cry. So many emotions come pouring out. Not only from what happened today but everything my family and I have gone through.
Once Mom died, our lives were in constant turmoil. Then for a moment in time, I thought I had it all, and again it’s been ripped out of my hold. This is why you don’t get attached to things. Why I never let myself have friends in school. To fall in love. It never lasts. All good things come to an end.
Bo pulls me into his arms. My body craves him. I turn to straddle him, bury my face in his neck, and sob. He wraps his arms around me.
“I’ve got you.” He runs his hands up and down my back. “Let it out, love.”
“Don’t call me that.”
“I’ll call you whatever I like.” I jerk up to glare into his eyes.
“Oh, because you can do whatever the fuck you want.”
“Watch your mouth.” He has the audacity to wipe away one of my tears. I try to smack his hand away. “For a girl who thinks I would more than willingly cause her harm, you're not too scared of me.”
“Because you’ve already done your worst,” I hiss at him.
“Elsa.” He uses my real name. His hand comes to my face. “Look at me.” His eyes are pleading. “You think I sold you out?” I don’t want to believe it. “My wife. Likely already the mother of my child?” I suck in a breath. “You don’t want to know what I just did to the person that did sell you out, but I think you already spotted the evidence of it on my clothes.”
My bottom lip starts to tremble. Bo leans in and claims it. Everything comes to a head. We both lose control, allowing our feelings to take over. It’s a frenzy of pulling at each other's clothes. Bo manages to get all my clothes off, but I only get a few buttons on his shirt undone.
He reaches down and undoes his belt, ripping it free. Before I know what he’s doing, he has it wrapped around my wrists, tying them together. Then he links the other end to one of the bars on the bed. Bo leans up on his knees, freeing his cock from his pants. In one thrust, he is fully inside of me. I gasp.
“You ran from me.” His hands come down on my shoulders, locking me in place so that I can’t move even as he starts to thrust in and out of me. “You almost died.” He presses his mouth against mine in a hard kiss. He thrusts faster.
I can tell some part of him has snapped. I get lost in oblivion with him. His thrusts become almost brutal, but I lift my hips to meet them. Bo is trying to plant himself as deep inside of me as he can get. And I’m here for every second of it. I can’t get enough of him.