Dirty Wars – The Lion and The Mouse Read Online Kenya Wright

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Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
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He caught me watching and grinned at me, knowing damn well I was drooling over him.

Yeah. You know you look good.

Lucky for him, Paolo was there. I might have said fuck the sandwiches and had his cock in my mouth.

Mmmhmm.

Kaz licked his lips. “Eat, mysh. There will be time for other things later.”

Paolo pointed at the sandwiches. “Train wreck, mysh.”

“Yes.” I smiled. “Did you make all of these sandwiches, baby?”

Paolo bobbed his head with excitement.

A stern expression spread over Kaz’s face. “He must start calling you Emily.”

“Kaz, he can call me mysh.”

“Only I call you that.” Kaz frowned. “Do you see Maxwell or Valentina calling you mysh? No. They know better.”

Paolo watched us.

“You are so spoiled.” I rolled my eyes. “Drop it.”

Paolo snickered.

Kaz quirked his brows.

“Guys, thank you for making these sandwiches.” So hungry, I devoured the train wreck fast. When it was gone, I licked my fingers and munched on chips.

Paolo ate barely half of his and rushed away to play.

So greedy, I grabbed the other half of his remaining sandwich and destroyed that in minutes.

“Yes, mysh.” Kaz smirked, and hadn’t even touched his. “My lion cub is hungry.”

I chuckled. “Also, you can make a really good sandwich, baby.”

“Soon I will make you my Bear Paw Stew.”

I paused from licking my fingers. “Say what now?”

“You will see how yummy it is.”

“But. . .is the name a metaphor or does the stew truly have bear paws in it?”

Kaz winked. “Roar.”

“I can’t with you.” I shook my head and pulled the notebook out of my bag. “Alright. I figured since we have a little down time, we could discuss our wedding.”

“Yes.” Kaz gave me two thumbs up, which looked strange. I was used to him pulling triggers or slapping powerful men. Today out on the beach, this was a more relaxed Lion, and I absolutely loved this version too. He ran his gaze over me. “But, first you should take off your sun dress. I want to see that yellow bikini.”

“Focus.” I grabbed a pen. “Alright. Let’s talk about the wedding. First we should decide on—”

“The lions.”

I frowned. “Kaz, you are not serious.”

A few feet from the picnic blanket, Paolo giggled as Harlem chased after him. A bunch of seashells were in Paolo’s hands.

Happy to see him enjoying himself, I let out a long breath.

I hope we can keep giving Paolo days like this. I’m glad Kaz is trying.

Kaz disrupted my thoughts. “Lions represent both bravery and prosperity.”

I turned back to him. “We are not having lions at our wedding.”

“I do not see what the problem is—”

“You want them out of the cages—”

“Because they are lions and should run free—”

“Not at our wedding, baby.”

He sneered.

“Don’t do that.”

He remained silent.

“You know I like to spoil you, Kaz, but lions? Can we have some limits, please.”

The sneer softened. “Can we compromise?”

“There we go.” I snapped my fingers. “Let’s comprise. What are you thinking?”

“We can shorten it to only three lions.”

I leaned away. “Hold the fuck up. How many lions did you want at the wedding initially?”

“Ten to—”

“You are fucking crazy.”

“Mysh—”

“Don’t mysh me. You want people terrified and being chased by lions during the reception?”

“Fine.” He frowned. “One lion.”

“Okay.” I sighed. “One lion in a cage.”

“Mysh—”

“Oh my God. We will not have a lion roaming around our guests and us.”

“The lion must be free.”

“Now, I’m saying no lions. I can’t believe I was even considering one.”

Kaz grumbled.

“How about this?”

He eyed me.

“Once I went to a Chinese wedding in New York, two men performed a lion dance, they were dressed in huge lion costumes and I believe the dance was to give good luck to the new couple and—”

“Those are not real lions, mysh.”

“Then, I give up. No fucking lions.” I raised both hands in the air. “Plus, you already want several lion ice sculptures towering over people. I feel like we have the lion theme set.” I wrote lions down on the notebook and then put a long line through it.

Kaz glared at me. “If I do not get my lion, then I expect to do a lot of things to your body on our wedding night.”

I quirked my brows. “What things?”

“You will find out if I do not get my lion.”

I rolled my eyes. “Whatever. Let’s talk about the location. Do you have a place in Moscow that you want to have it at?”

“I do, but. . .”

I looked up from the notebook. “But, what?”

“This may be radical thinking on my part, mysh.”

“You being radical?” I smirked. “No way.”

“I am being serious.”

“What are you thinking? Having the wedding at a damned zoo inside a lion cage?”

He placed his hands in his lap. “Actually, I promised Lunita a wedding on the roof.”

Shock hit me. A cold shiver ran through my body. I tensed and did my best to maintain some form of composure. “What?”

“Lunita dreamed of marrying Maxwell.”



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