Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 149148 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149148 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
They had not come this far for MJ to be taken away from him just like that.
No. He couldn’t believe that. He would not fucking believe that.
Somewhere in this world, she was still waiting for him.
Chapter Eight
“YOU’RE LATE, CARO,” Gracie said with a pout, watching with heavy-lidded eyes as Helios Andreadis entered the room. He headed straight to the en-suite bar, not even sparing a glance at her naked form on the bed. This supreme disinterest from the Greek biker made him loathsome and insanely attractive in Gracie’s eyes. He was the only man she had ever met to treat her this way, so callously, like he didn’t give a fuck about her. But somehow, that was the very thing that made her want him so much.
Everything about him was so beautiful. His sun-kissed hair, his flashing gold eyes, his tanned skin, and oh, his six-foot-seven body, packed with powerful muscles. The strength in that adorable body never failed to make her lips dry, and the thought of Helios using such strength to fuck her, maybe fuck her until she started to bleed—
Oh, how she wanted this man.
“I got held up,” Helios answered curtly as he carelessly tossed his watch on the table.
Gracie pushed herself up to a sitting position and swung her legs off the bed. She had hoped it would attract Helios’ attention, but all he seemed to care about was pouring himself a drink. Temper roused, she stalked towards him, grabbing the glass of whiskey from his hands and throwing it against the wall. As it shattered to pieces, she shouted, “Don’t you disrespect me—”
Her words were cut off with a gasp as Helios yanked her head back by the hair, covering her mouth in a brutally hard kiss. She tried to kiss him back, but the moment she did, he pushed her away, hard enough for her to fall back into the cushions.
“Don’t tell me what I should or shouldn’t do,” he rasped. “We both know you like how I treat you.” And it was true. But what Gracie should never know was how every second he spent in her company sickened him. James’ information had been invaluable, allowing them to pinpoint where Manolito Chavez was currently hiding.
But it was a damn fortress, and the only way they could get someone in without risking MJ’s safety was if one of them was personally invited to do so.
Which was why he was here, about to do the fucking unthinkable.
Gracie was on her knees, cooing words of sweet nothings as she worked on the buttons of his pants. She stroked him and he closed his eyes, pretending it was MJ who stroked him. It was the only way he could get an erection. “Let me make you feel good,” she purred.
Helios made his move before his pants was completely down, twisting her around on the floor. He sank to his knees and pushed his cock into her butthole, not caring whether she was wet enough to take him in.
She cried out, the sound laced with pain and excitement. Her nails dug into the rug as Helios ripped into her with his large and vibrating cock. Tears of pleasure and agony streaked down her face and she gasped, “More.”
Without saying a word, Helios wrapped his hands around her neck.
Gracie froze. “What are you—” She started to choke, and as the fingers around her neck tightened, she started to struggle. Unbelievably, Helios didn’t stop thrusting in her. He was fucking her while trying to kill her, Gracie thought, and the thought of it had her gasping for another reason, her pussy flooding with wetness.
Helios’ thrusts were becoming more forceful, but the pressure around her neck didn’t ease.
Her senses swam, and her hands slowly fell from Helios’ choking grip.
As if from afar, she heard Helios roar his release and suddenly she was free. Gracie gasped for breath, but even as she did, her fingers were already snaking down her body, frantically rubbing her clit because almost dying was the most powerful turn on she had ever experienced.
In seconds, she was coming, coming, coming, and her eyes searched for Helios as she did. He was smiling at her. He had almost killed her, and he was smiling at her.
Gracie slowly smiled back.
They fucked three more times before Helios set to leave, Gracie also changing back into her clothes. They had agreed to leave the hotel together, with Gracie inviting him out to dinner for the first time. In their previous encounters, she had only deigned to meet him either at the club or with a hotel rendezvous like tonight. The invitation marked a change in their relationship, and Helios knew he had to take advantage of it right now.
“How’s your business doing?” he asked, adopting a careless tone as he buttoned his jeans.