The Billionaire’s Nemesis (Bad Boy Billionaire #3) Read Online Silvia Violet

Categories Genre: Billionaire, M-M Romance Tags Authors: Series: Bad Boy Billionaire Series by Silvia Violet
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Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 71840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
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I opened a closet and grabbed a bottle of water and a protein bar. I tossed them into the cell, and they landed near his now prone form.

4

CARTER

You have no idea what I am.

It’s my secret, Carter. Not the cartel’s. It was never about them.

Matteo’s words echoed in my head again and again as I drove aimlessly.

He was just messing with me, right? He was trying to make me question myself and how I felt about him. I hated him. I couldn’t possibly feel any other way about him. He deserved to pay for what he’d done.

So why had it hurt—physically hurt like a punch to the gut—to look at him?

I couldn’t let him manipulate me, but something about the way he said those words…. I’d never understood why he would betray us. He had seemed as focused on the goal of eliminating the cartel as anyone, no matter what he said about not being a hero like me.

And now he’d challenged me to investigate, to reconsider everything. He was hinting at something he wasn’t going to say outright. That should have been enough for me to ignore him. He was playing games with me even when he was my prisoner.

Is he the only one in prison, or are you just as trapped?

I wasn’t going to think anymore about that.

I called Miles, needing someone to pull me out of my own damn head. I worked as his head of security, and he was the reason that I’d ended up seeing Matteo again, but he was also one of my best friends. If it hadn’t been for him, Ford, and Worth, I wouldn’t have survived after I came home from the jungle.

“Did you learn anything?” Miles asked as soon as he answered the phone.

“No.” Except that I’m just as susceptible to Matteo’s charm as I ever was.

“Carter?”

“This isn’t easy.”

“I never thought it would be. That’s why I said someone else should go talk to him.”

“No. It needs to be me. There’s not a chance in hell he’s going talk to anybody else. It doesn’t matter what you do to him. He’s had the same training as me.”

“Fair enough.” I could hear the exasperation in Miles’s voice. “What happened in there?”

“I don’t want to talk about that, but Matteo implied things weren’t as they seemed.”

“Of course he did. Even after what he did, he still wants you to believe in him. He wants to sway you. He thinks he has power over you.”

That was the problem. He did have power over me. “I know, but my gut is telling me we need to look deeper into this. If there’s some angle I’m not aware of, even if it doesn’t mean shit, I want to know about it. I know what Matteo did to me, but I need to know everything I can about his motives.”

“He did let you go.” Miles was the last person I expected to remind me of that. He paused, then said, “I’m going to get my people on it, but I’m also calling X.”

I didn’t want to have to deal with X. It was thanks to him that I was in this situation. “Don’t get him involved.”

“He’s already involved, remember?”

How could I forget? “He knows too much. And he is….”

“Intimidating? Frighteningly competent?”

“Yes.”

“He also has the best resources around. If there’s something we’re missing, his men can find it.”

I knew Miles was right, but it didn’t make me like the situation. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust X, not exactly. It was just that I liked doing things my own way, and if X got involved, he would insist on being top dog.

But Miles was right. X was already part of this. He was the man who’d insisted Miles help him keep the cartel from getting a foothold in New York. He’d also known Matteo was here. I was sure he knew about our connection, yet he’d said nothing to warn me.

“I know you’re pissed off about Matteo’s presence being a surprise.” How the hell did Miles read my mind like that?

“Pissed off?” That didn’t begin to describe the rage I felt. “I’m fucking tired of being manipulated by everyone.” I slammed my hand down on the steering wheel.

“You’re counting me in that too.”

“Not really, but⁠—”

“I’m sorry.”

“Wow. Did you just apologize?”

“Yes. I can do it when I’m wrong. You’re not used to it because that is so rare.”

“Asshole.”

“Come to my house. Let’s figure this out together.”

When I got there, Miles’s boyfriend, Ben, answered the door. I could see Miles pacing the living room, talking on the phone.

“What’s going on?” Ben asked.

“He didn’t tell you?”

“No, he said for me not to worry about it. That it would all get settled.”

“Asshole.”

Ben laughed. “What’s new? I know it’s not even lunchtime yet, but do you want some whiskey?”

I did, but I said no anyway. I needed to keep my head as clear as I could for now. I was already fucked up from being in Matteo’s presence. “I don’t need anything to cloud my brain right now.”


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