Series: Series by Ker Dukey
Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 107407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
“I didn’t let him do anything,” I hiss, my temper rising genuinely. “You know what he gets like when he’s in one of his moods. He got violent, Adam. I wasn’t going to go after him.”
“Well, what the hell were you arguing over?” I can hear him moving around down the line and telling someone to get the fuck out. It’s probably another unsatisfied woman.
Lowering my voice into a guilty whisper, I say, “We were arguing about you.”
Silence.
“He was jealous because he caught me watching you at the club,” I say sheepishly as if I’m admitting a scandalous secret. “He thinks I want you.”
Puke.
Silence.
“I’m coming over.”
Of course you are. Stroke his ego. Too easy.
“Okay.”
The plan is to keep Adam busy in here with me while the twins dump the nun’s body in Adam’s car. They went and picked up their rental car and left it a few blocks away so they could leave afterwards.
I texted Rosetta and asked if she could bring Roza back a bit later, and she happily agreed. Rosetta has always been good to my little girl. She loves her because she believes Roza is her granddaughter. Jeremiah never questioned it when I told him I was pregnant. If he ever had doubts about whether she was his or not, he never voiced them. Her beautiful, warm skin tone is almost a perfect match to Jeremiah’s and her blue eyes, he assumed came from me, are a replica of Z’s.
Opening my phone, I send Rodion the pre-agreed thumbs up to signal that the call with Adam went as planned and to be ready.
Twenty minutes later, Adam pulls up the driveway, followed by his number two, Levi.
Fuck.
Levi works for Adam and acts as a security guard whenever Adam deals with unsavory people. The man is well over six feet tall and built like a linebacker.
Grabbing my phone, I quickly text the twins.
He’s not alone. His car is the sporty one. The SUV is not his.
A reply comes back straight away.
Keep him busy.
Adam lets himself in with the spare key Jeremiah insisted he needed and barks at Levi to wait by the door.
“Ally?”
“In here,” I call out, pacing the living room and chewing on my nail. My feet are bandaged well, but it still feels like the wounds on the soles tear open with every movement. However, in a fucked-up way, it grounds me.
Adam’s eyes scan my face and linger on my throat. I’d put cover up over the bruises, not wanting their mom to question me about them.
“Have you heard anything?” he eventually asks, coming too close, and swiping a strand of hair from my face.
“Nothing.” There’s a tremor in my voice that’s not put on.
“It’ll be okay. He probably just needed to cool off.”
“Where would he go?” I ask him, pretending to wipe away a tear. “Is there someone he would go to?”
Narrowing his eyes on me, he looks around the room. “Like a side piece?” He laughs without humor. “That man could barely handle you. He didn’t need to go elsewhere, according to him.”
“A friend then?” I throw my hands up as I walk over to the kitchen and plant my ass on a stool in hopes he’ll follow. I need him away from the windows.
“Did he say anything when he left?” he asks, still looking around, as if the room is going to speak to him to solve this mystery.
“Adam,” I say his name like a plea and cover my face, whimpering into my hands. I hear his footfalls, and then his hands remove mine from my face.
Cupping my cheeks, he tilts my face up to his. “Tell me exactly what he said.”
Sniffling, I shrug my shoulders. “I told him I wasn’t in the mood for sex and wanted to shower because it was hot, and he freaked out. Said it’s because I’d rather be fucking you than him.”
His eyes flare with pleasure at my words, and his tongue sweeps out to moisten his bottom lip.
“Why would he think that?” he implores, fishing for the words he wants to hear. Fucking men and always needing their ego stroked.
Taking a deep breath that lifts my chest and brings his attention to my tits, I say, “He told me he’s not stupid and can see there’s tension between us.” I bring my hands up to cover his that’re still holding my face. “When I didn’t deny that, he got mad and told me he would kill us all before he’d let you fuck me.”
Adam loves his brother but doesn’t like being told he can’t have something he wants. Jeremiah threatening to kill us all rather than let Adam have a taste will irritate his ego.
“Then he left.” I suck my bottom lip into my mouth and watch Adam’s pupils dilate.
Too fucking easy.
“Levi,” he barks.
“Boss?” Levi clears his throat as he enters the kitchen.