Possess Me (Corrupted Royals #5) Read Online Michelle Heard

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Corrupted Royals Series by Michelle Heard
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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 80207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
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When I’m done placing all the new books on the shelves, I walk back to the counter. My gaze skims over the piece of paper with Rosalie’s number, and in the spur of the moment, I dig my phone out of my bag to send her a text.

Hi. It’s Everleigh. Sorry, I’m only messaging now. Would you like to meet at the playground this afternoon? At four?

Setting my phone down on the counter, I decide to check the financials. It’s something I’ve become obsessed with doing.

The house I bought in Pasadena was cheaper than my parents’ home. The extra money I made from the sale was used to open the bookstore.

It takes me an hour to work through all the figures, but in the end, I’m left with a smile on my face.

Financially we’re good, and I have nothing to worry about.

My phone vibrates, and I check the device for Rosalie’s reply.

Yay!!!!!! I’ll see you at four.

A smile curves my lips, and I call out. “Baby, pack up your toys so we can go to the playground.”

Vincent lets out a happy shriek and bounces up and down as he hurries to tidy his corner.

Grabbing my handbag, I tuck my phone into it and hold my hand out to Vincent. His face is beaming with a smile as we walk to the door, and while I lock up, he says, “Faster, Mommy.”

Reaching the car, I quickly place him in his car seat.

My son’s smile wipes away the crap feelings left over from Barry’s unwanted attention, and soon I forget about the man.

I drive us to the park, and when I bring the car to a stop, Vincent calls out, “Yippee!”

“You’d swear I never bring you here.” I pretend to be grumpy, but I don’t fool my son.

“Hurry, I see Jordan,” he orders like the little boss he is.

When I open the backdoor and unfasten the safety belt, Vincent shoots out of the car like a missile.

Chuckling, I walk to where Rosalie is sitting on a bench. She’s rocking the stroller, and when she spots me, a wide smile spreads over her face.

“You have no idea how happy I was when I got your text.”

I take a seat beside her. “Sorry, it took me so long to reach out.”

“Pfft.” Her eyes lock on my hair. “Did you put blonde streaks in?”

“No. It’s the sun. Vincent and I had a beach day on Sunday.”

Her gaze drops to my left hand. “Are you married?”

I shake my head and tell her the same story I’ve told everyone. “Vincent’s father passed away before he was born.”

“I’m so sorry to hear that.” She doesn’t give me a pitiful look. “So you’re a single mom?”

I nod. “Yes, it’s just Vincent and me.”

“No parents?”

I shake my head.

“Well, that’s it. Now you’re stuck with me,” she declares.

I let out a chuckle, then ask, “Are you always this friendly?”

Rosalie shakes her head. “I just really want to be friends with you.”

“Why?” I lock eyes with her. “You don’t know anything about me.”

She shrugs before adjusting the light blanket over Roman. “I just had a feeling when I saw you.”

“What kind of feeling?”

“That we’ll make great friends.”

I lean back against the bench and watch Vincent play with Jordan.

“So, what made you decide to message me?” Rosalie asks.

I scrunch my nose before I admit the truth, “A man came into the store and asked me out to dinner. He wouldn’t take no for an answer, and after he left, I felt bad and needed someone to talk to.”

The friendly expression falls from Rosalie’s face, and her features tighten. “What do you mean he wouldn’t take no for an answer?”

“No matter how many times I declined, he just kept trying.” I shake my head. “Eventually, I lost my temper and told him to leave my store.”

“Good for you,” she praises me. “I’m glad you reached out.” She turns her gaze to me. “Whenever you need someone to talk to, just call me.”

“Thanks.” I momentarily hesitate, then explain, “I’m a hermit. I love the life I’ve built for Vincent and me, and I don’t want to date.” My teeth tug at my bottom lip. “I still love Vincent’s father. No one will be able to replace him.”

“There’s nothing wrong with that. You do you.”

A smile tugs at the corner of my mouth, then I lean forward to look at Roman. “Has he walked again?”

“He hasn’t stopped. He should wake up any second now, and then we’ll be running all over the place.”

Just then, Roman opens his eyes, and Rosalie lifts him out of the stroller.

“Can I hold him?” I ask.

“Sure.”

She passes her son to me, and I admire his long black lashes. “It’s unfair that our boys have better-looking lashes than us.”

“Right!”

I give her a playful grin. “Are you ready to run?”

She kicks off her high heels before nodding.



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