Make Me Your Villain (Battle Crows MC #2) Read Online Lani Lynn Vale

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Battle Crows MC Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 66672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
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I was literally looking everywhere for a new place, but for the last four and a half months, I’d come up short.

Literally, there was nothing out there, and it was getting to the point where I was considering building a damn house if it took me far away from Lindy and her annoying voice.

“There is only one way to my room,” I pointed out. “And that’s through the main living area. You may be able to use it as yours, but you still have to give me access to it.”

We shared the kitchen, but the main living room was hers, while the game room in the basement was mine. We each had our own bathroom and our own bedroom.

The only problem was, I had to walk through ‘her’ living room to get to my bedroom.

And, unless I wanted to climb in my window—which was sounding better and better every day that passed and I had to deal with her screechy self—I had to figure this out.

“What is it this time?” I sighed.

“You left your peanut butter knife in the sink again,” she growled.

I felt my eye twitch. “And?”

“And you need to wash it, or it’ll dry onto the silverware,” she snapped.

It felt like we were still together at this point.

She found something stupid to yell at me about, I took it, and then we’d depart to our separate rooms.

Only, now I wasn’t getting regular sex.

“I am always the one who unloads the dishwasher,” I pointed out. “So if it does dry onto the silverware, I’m the one who takes it out and rewashes it and puts it away. So, lay off me, okay? God.”

“This is the reason we broke up,” she pointed out. “You never could admit to your mistakes.”

I felt my pulse pounding in my temples, but instead of replying, I decided to be the bigger person and head to my room.

God, the day where I found an apartment couldn’t come fast enough.

Granted, I could stay with any of my brothers, and though they’d give me shit, they wouldn’t complain.

But the two that I would actually be willing to live with—Haggard and Bram—were both married. Both annoyingly so, meaning I wouldn’t want to be there when they decided to fuck on the kitchen table.

Which they would.

Crow men didn’t care when it came to their women. When they wanted, where they wanted.

At least when it came to Haggard and Bram.

“You need to pay rent this month, too! I don’t have it,” Lindy called at my back.

I paused in the doorway of my room and looked back at her over my shoulder.

“Why don’t you have it?” I asked carefully.

Lindy licked her lips and looked at me like she wanted to murder me for asking her that.

That was the first thing we agreed on when we’d split and decided to split the rent on the place we were in until one of us could find somewhere else to live.

She’d pay on odd months, I’d pay on even.

This was her month.

“I had a mishap at the store. Couple of declined credit cards. I have a few overdraft fees, too.” She paused. “Thanks for reminding me of my embarrassment.”

I narrowed my eyes. “You don’t get that many overdraft fees that you can’t pay your rent. Rent is eight hundred dollars. You’re telling me you got an overdraft fee eight times?”

Lindy shrugged her shoulder. “I’m telling you what I’m telling you. You believe what you want to believe.”

I clenched my fists. “You either come up with it by tomorrow afternoon, or you move out. That was the deal.”

Lindy’s eyes narrowed. “There’s nowhere to go, and you know it.”

I shrugged. “I do know it. I also know that you were the one to come up with the idea. Either pay it or move out. Not my problem.”

Her anger rose, and I saw her fist her hands at her sides. “I don’t have it, asshole.”

I looked her dead in the eye and said, “You made the deal. The deal is signed and stamped at our lawyer’s office for Christ’s sake. You made the deal. So, either pay it, or I go to the lawyer, which you chose to draft this ridiculous deal up, and have him show you a copy of the agreement before I go to the sheriff’s office and have you kicked out on your ass with nowhere to go. You choose.”

With that, I walked into my room and shut the door.

I locked it, then bolted it for good measure.

Because my roommate had a bad habit of coming into my room, borrowing my shit, and then not putting it back.

It was also why I had a fuckin’ refrigerator in my room, because the bitch ate all of my leftovers, and drank all my beer, out of spite.

That, or she poured it out/threw it away.

I wasn’t sure which.


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