The Debt Duet Series by Clarissa Wild

The Debt Duet Series by Clarissa Wild – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.ilovenovels.com Mon, 16 Apr 2018 13:57:33 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.9.4 http://www.ilovenovels.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/favicon.png The Debt Duet Series by Clarissa Wild – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.ilovenovels.com 32 32 A Debt Repaid Read online Clarissa Wild (The Debt Duet #2) http://www.ilovenovels.com/a-debt-repaid-2-read-online-clarissa-wild Mon, 16 Apr 2018 13:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/a-debt-repaid-2-read-online-clarissa-wild Genre: Angst, BDSM, Dark, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Authors: Clarissa Wild Series: The Debt Duet Series by Clarissa Wild
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Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 62056 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)

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He stole my hand, but I won’t let him steal my heart. On the worst day of my life I was given away by my own blood. Sold to a handsome bad guy in exchange for my father’s debt. Easton Van Buren claimed me and locked me up in his mansion. That devilish man wanted more than just my body … So I ran. But when a rich man’s prized possession escapes… He’ll do anything he can to get her back into his claws. Anything he can to entice her heart to fall for him… And submit. A Debt Repaid is the follow up to the exciting Dark Billionaire Alpha Male Romance novel A Debt Owed by New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author Clarissa Wild. This is book 2 of the Debt Duet and the final instalment. WARNING: This book includes scenes that may be disturbing to some readers.
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Chapter 1

Easton

Charlotte … my fucking princess … was a filthy, cheating thief. Stealing my precious notebook? I have to admit, I never expected her to pull something like this. After everything I did for her to make her life as pleasant as possible, after all the kisses and pleasurable touches, this is how she repays me? By taking a notebook I’d retrieved from her apartment?

Goddamn that woman for getting her hands on the key. I should’ve known she’d distract me. Was it her plan all along to seduce me so she could steal it away from me? No wonder she switched from being silent to a sudden vixen. She already knew she was going to take my key.

Fucking smartass girl, stealing what belongs to me. Doesn’t she know it’s dangerous to play these games with me? Or did she think she could get away with it? Not a fucking chance.

I would’ve found out regardless because I check the notebook daily to help me dig deeper into her interests and passions. And fuck me, I wasn’t even here to see the look on her face when she realized I’d taken it from her apartment.

That notebook belongs to me now, and I will get it back, one way or another. She’ll pay for what she’s done.

“Come home. Now,” I bark to Jill through the phone.

“Um, sorry, sir, but I can’t,” Jill replies with a jittery voice.

“What do you mean you can’t?” I shout.

“Sir …” She pauses. “You might want to sit down for this one.”

Sit down? I can’t fucking sit down. I can’t even stop pacing due to the adrenaline coursing through my veins. “Just tell me what the fuck’s going on.”

“Charlotte has …” She pauses again and sucks in a breath. “Escaped.”

“WHAT?!” The vessels in my eyes almost burst.

My Charlotte … escaped? No, it can’t fucking be true.

“I’m sorry, sir,” Jill rambles. “It wasn’t supposed to happen. I was checking the clothes, and then the cashier talked to her, and somehow—”

“I don’t need a rundown, Jill. Where is she?” I ask bluntly.

“I … can’t find her,” she mutters, crying a little. “I’m so sorry, sir.”

“Stop. You can cry later. Find her. Now.”

“She stabbed the guard accompanying us. She was rabid and so fast. She could be anywhere by now.”

“Then start looking. I don’t want you to call me again until you’ve found her,” I growl, and then I hang up the phone.

Rage makes me grab the nearest books and rip them to pieces, throwing them on the floor.

“Fuck!” I scream, kicking the chair. But nothing can curb the anger circling through my body.

If she’s truly gotten away, she could be anywhere. Hell, if she grabbed a cab, she could be across the border within three hours. And then I’d probably never see her again.

I can’t let that happen.

I have to fucking find her, no matter the cost.

Using one of my other cars, I make my way to the store Jill indicated. She’s standing outside the door, clutching her phone while waiting for me. I barrel toward her and grab her by the coat.

“Did you find her?”

She shakes her head, and my heart sinks into my shoes.

I release Jill and pace around the area to look for Charlotte, but there’s no way I’m gonna find her now. Ten minutes have already passed, if not more. She could’ve gone anywhere.

“Why? Why did you let this happen?” I hiss at Jill.

“I’m sorry, she … slipped out,” she explains, and her eyes tear up.

“That’s no excuse, and you know it,” I say.

“Well, maybe you should’ve been nicer to her,” she blurts out, but then she immediately covers her mouth.

I narrow my eyes. “What did you say?”

“I’m just saying … If you’d treated her nicer, she might’ve actually wanted to stay.” She gulps, and rightfully so. It’s taking everything I have right now not to fire her, but this is Jill we’re talking about. She’s been with me from day one. The only one who believed in me when I told her I was going to grow my business into an empire. She’s been my assistant for as long as I can remember.

Grinding my teeth, I turn away for a moment so I can think.

“I shouldn’t have said that,” she mutters under her breath.

“No, you’re right,” I say, sighing out loud. “I thought she was finally warming up to me and getting used to the idea of being my wife, but apparently, it was all in my head.” My hand forms a fist, and I find it hard to resist the urge to punch the wall. “She only came close so she could steal my key … and the notebook.”

“I’m sorry for letting her escape. I truly am,” Jill mutters. “I know you can’t ever forgive me, and I’m not asking that, but I will make it up to you. I promise.”

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Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 69953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)

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My enemy’s daughter … offered to me as payment towards a debt. Now she’ll become my wife … My pet. I wasn’t always cold-hearted and vindictive. She made me that way. Charlotte Davis … the most beautiful and privileged princess there is. I’d kill for her to be mine. We met by chance at her father’s wedding … And then again years later. But she forgot about me. Ignored me. Enraged me. Then her father did the unforgivable, and I made it my lifelong goal to ruin him ... By taking her as payment towards a debt he owed. A debt she will repay by marrying me. Until death do us part.
Books in Series:	The Debt Duet Series by Clarissa Wild
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Prologue

Easton

A few weeks ago, Age 25

I can’t stop staring at the pretty pink-haired rich girl dancing in the picture on page five of the newspaper I’m reading.

“Davis heir celebrating a birthday while father’s business on the verge of bankruptcy.”

My lips curl into a vicious smile when I read that headline. Now this, this is something I can work with. This is how I’ll get inside … how I’ll destroy his multi-million-dollar business and get my hands on the girl.

Charlotte Davis; the daughter of my nemesis and my lifelong obsession.

When we met for the first time at her father’s wedding, I knew right then that she was made for me. It was never a choice, but she thinks it is. She thinks she can decide her destiny, but she’s wrong.

I worked hard for years to build an empire for the sole purpose of destroying Davis Holding and taking Charlotte as my own. And I will get my fucking way.

The newspaper crumples in my hand as I get up and throw it away.

Time to make some calls and get to work.

Chapter 1

Charlotte

Present, Age 23

A bird locked in a cage won't ever be happy. One day, it’ll fly away into oblivion.

This diner where my father waits for me makes me feel like a caged bird. His mere gaze makes me choke on my own breath again.

Nothing has changed.

I shouldn’t have answered his desperate call and come here. But I can’t turn away now. It’s too late; he’s already seen me.

What if he has something important to say? What if he’s sick or dying?

I don’t want to be that jerk who doesn’t show up when it’s the last time you could ever see each other. When it’s the last time a father and daughter could make amends. Everyone desperately wants to love their parents, even the damaged ones. The ones who use and break without a single thought. That’s my father in a nutshell … and for years, I let him.

But not anymore. I’m finally working hard and living on my own without his help, and I’m proud of it.

But no pride reflects in his eyes. Nothing exists except misery and hatred.

“Charlotte,” he mumbles, and I bend over to kiss him on the cheeks. “Sit down, we have to talk,” he says, and he snaps his fingers at the waitress who glares back at him.

Way to get to the point, Father.

“Hello to you too,” I say, chuckling it off.

God, it’s been such a long time ago since we last saw each other, and I’m immediately reminded why.

“How are things … at work?” he asks, clearing his throat while he makes it sound as though he doesn’t believe I actually work.

“It’s fine,” I lie.

The truth is that I quit my job as a daycare provider in order to start my own business to support families in need with supplies and advice. I want to do something more fulfilling, but investors are tough to come by … especially when they don’t trust me and my idea. For now, I’m pulling money from my savings account to pay for my rent, but I’m not about to tell him that. Even though it’s soon run out, I won’t ever ask him for help.

“How’s Elijah doing?” I ask, avoiding the topic.

“Your brother? Oh, he’s … well, he’s busy, as always,” my father says, waving it away. “But enough about that. Do you want some coffee?” Father asks. Before I can answer, he’s already ordered my drink for me. “One cappuccino.” I don’t even like cappuccino, but I’ll take it.

“Thanks,” I mutter. “So how have you been?”

“Awful,” he says, slurping his coffee. “Just like this coffee. Don’t you have anything better?” he snarls at the waitress.

She shrugs. “Sorry, sir. That’s our best blend.”

“Bland indeed,” he says, rolling his eyes.

“Father,” I mutter.

Has he always been like this? Probably. I made him seem better in my mind just to cope.

“No, they should make better coffee,” he growls while the waitress places down my cappuccino in front of me.

“Why did you even wanna meet at this place if you don’t like it here?” I ask.

“Because it’s the only option I had.” He clears his throat. “Considering my budget.”

“Budget?” I frown and lean back in my seat. “Wait, you don’t mean to say—”

“The business is not going well,” he interjects, but it sounds as though he’s grossly understating things. “But you already knew that. I told you a while ago when I asked you for help.”

“Yes,” I say, folding my arms, “and I specifically remember saying no.”

“I know you did, but listen …” He takes in a deep breath and licks his thin lips. “I’m on the brink of losing everything. I did the only thing I could. I got a loan.”

“So? What does that have to do with me?” I ask, not touching my cappuccino. I know where this is going. I’m almost inclined to leave right now, but I don’t wanna jump to conclusions too quickly.

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