The Reluctant Siren (Texas Sirens – Legacy #2) Read Online Lexi Blake

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Texas Sirens - Legacy Series by Lexi Blake
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Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 132657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 663(@200wpm)___ 531(@250wpm)___ 442(@300wpm)
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Not that he would ever share, but it wasn’t like he hadn’t wondered if it was a fantasy of hers. Something they could play out in a club like this and then go home and be together and it would all have been nothing more than an adventure they shared because they were in love and trusted one another.

Would she ever be able to trust him again?

He needed to focus. It was being so close to her that had him on edge. “They needed someone who didn’t mind getting his hands dirty but who also could put people at ease. I can be charming when I want to. They were particularly interested in hiring young women. I made them comfortable.”

And managed to get at least one of them out. He wondered if Harlow knew he hadn’t completely abandoned her. He finished her case when it was too dangerous for her to continue. He made sure the woman she was hired to find came out of the experience with her life.

It had been the only gift he could give her.

“Well, you’re going to have to do that again.” Phil gestured to the dungeon floor. “Hamilton wants us to find a couple who can make a run for us. He’s got a package he wants to send to Canada. He wants a couple. Someone we can have some control over.”

The thought turned his stomach. He knew what control meant. It meant they would get leverage over a couple and force them to do their will. They would get evidence of what they did here in the club and blackmail them with it. They would have to be selected carefully. They couldn’t have ties to law enforcement. It was best if they didn’t have many ties at all.

Just a few more days. He wouldn’t actually have to do it. He would kill Hamilton before this went down, and then he would find a way to be with Harlow.

His debt to his brother would be paid, and he could start his life.

If he didn’t wind up dead or in jail.

He nodded Phil’s way. “Yeah, I can find someone for us. Don’t worry about it. We get new couples in here all the time. I’ll be a mentor and then I’ll be their boss.”

“That’s my boy,” Phil said and strode away.

It wouldn’t be long and then he could see her again. He could try to put the pieces back together.

She was probably going to punch him. She would definitely punch him if she ever figured out that when he’d come to Dallas, he’d brought along his best friend so someone could watch over her while he worked.

If these people ever found out how he felt about her…

It was fine because according to the reports all she was doing was tracking down wayward husbands so the ex-wives could enforce their child support agreements. And gathering evidence for divorce cases and working with some insurance companies to prove their clients were committing fraud. She was staying away from the dangerous stuff. She was spending time with her friends and family.

She was probably going to be at The Hideout tonight, and Niall would watch over her like he had for a couple of months now. He kind of hoped his friend found someone while he was working his mission there. He knew Niall had taken to the lifestyle quickly. His friend talked about how much more in touch with himself he felt since taking that first class, how he seemed to fit in. It would be so cool if Niall fell for one of Harlow’s friends. It might help his case if they could double date and hang out and…be a family.

A shout from his left caught his attention and he sighed, realizing those stupid frat boys they let in were causing trouble.

He had a job to do.

But once it was over. He was coming for her. This time he wasn’t going to let her go.

Chapter Two

Niall Griffen liked The Hideout. He liked walking in and having the guys around him give him shit and handing it right back to them. He liked the camaraderie.

He was almost certain this club was some sort of CIA front, and he weirdly liked that, too.

Of course what he liked most about the place was the thing he wasn’t supposed to like at all.

Maybe like wasn’t the right word. He was certain Jensen wanted him to like Harlow Dawson. He was also certain Jensen didn’t want him to think about her every second of every fucking day since he met her.

“Hey, Griffen,” a voice called out. “Wait up.”

He turned, still holding both his gym bag and his kit. He usually left his kit here in his locker, but he’d spent the night before ensuring all his equipment was well taken care of. He’d spent time ensuring the leather falls on his flogger were soft and glossy and ready to use in case Harlow decided she needed a session.


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