Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 35256 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35256 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Antwone watched his brother as he left the warehouse. Seconds passed, then minutes. He knew it was a risk being near Candice. That one night in the bar should have been the last, but he couldn’t get the stunning blonde out of his head. He liked her, and didn’t want to risk hurting her. He would have to leave her.
The cleaners arrived and that was his cue to leave. He stepped out of the warehouse and looked toward his men.
“Go,” he said to them.
He walked back to his car, climbed behind the wheel, and before they got the chance to follow him, he pulled out of the warehouse.
The only way to keep Candice safe was to never see her again. He pressed his foot to the gas, and the very thought of never seeing her again filled him with pain.
He loved to see her smiling face, the way she grabbed his arm to hold onto him. There was so much he loved about her, and he didn’t want to lose that.
Running fingers through his hair, he felt a rage he hadn’t felt before. Being The Boss was not what he wanted. He did it because he was good at it and it was what Draven told him to fucking do, but that didn’t mean he liked it. Far from it.
Before he knew what he was doing, he pressed his foot to the gas, and within twenty minutes, he was parked outside of Candice’s apartment.
Antwone knew he had to leave. She didn’t deserve this.
He climbed out of the car and went to her door. He didn’t expect her to answer the buzzer and when she did, he hesitated for several minutes to tell her it was him.
“It’s Antwone,” he said.
“Come right up.”
She sounded so happy.
Antwone didn’t think. He opened the door and made his way up to her apartment. Candice was already waiting for him. She was in a pair of sweatpants and shirt. Her blonde hair was down and cascading around her shoulders. She looked so tempting and he just couldn’t resist.
Pulling her into his arms, he stepped into her apartment, kicking the door closed. This was going to be the last time he saw her, and he wanted to experience everything with her.
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It was unexpected to hear Antwone’s voice. Candice couldn’t wait to see him, even though they had parted ways the previous night. When he reached for her, she had no idea he was going to kiss her. That one kiss was everything, especially as he stepped into her apartment, kicked her door closed, and then walked with her back into her apartment.
“Where is your bedroom?” Antwone said.
Candice knew she had two choices. Tell him no and ask him to leave, or take him to her bedroom.
Neither of them had talked about taking their relationship further and even though she was a little nervous, she took hold of his hand and led him through to her bedroom.
Her mother had once said that one day she would find a man, and even though it might seem impossible, she would know she was doing the right thing. She barely knew Antwone, but she knew deep in her heart that she was doing the right thing.
Stepping into the bedroom, she looked up at him and then reached for his jacket. He captured her wrists, stopping her from taking off his clothes, but he let her go only long enough to take hold of the edge of her shirt and pull it over her head, tossing it to the side.
Nibbling her lip, she watched as he took control and began to remove his own clothes. She noticed he placed the jacket on the floor, but removed his shirt with vigor and tossed it on top of his jacket. He was covered in ink. She had seen glimpses of it, hiding beneath the cuffs of his shirt, but this was the first time she had seen it all. Reaching out, she placed her hand on his chest.
He pulled her close and there was no wasting time as he flicked the catch of her bra. She let out a gasp as he held her to him, naked chest against naked chest. It felt so good.
“Do you have any idea how long I’ve been wanting to do this?” he asked.
“No.”
“Since the first night I met you.” He stroked her cheek. “You’re so beautiful.”
This made her smile. “You’re not so bad yourself.” Sliding her hands up and around his neck, she pulled him down, kissing him.
He released a growl and seconds later, he threw her to the bed, but this time, he went straight for her sweatpants. She was surprised at how quickly he could remove her clothes. All she had on was a pair of panties, but Antwone wasn’t put off by that. He swiped them off her body as if they were nothing. She was pretty sure she heard them tear, but she didn’t care.