Total pages in book: 180
Estimated words: 168587 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 843(@200wpm)___ 674(@250wpm)___ 562(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 168587 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 843(@200wpm)___ 674(@250wpm)___ 562(@300wpm)
It’s all a fucking lie. In my world, you can’t believe a damn word you’re told, or anything you see. It boils down to this: you’ll live until you die. It’s that simple.
The lights flash, and the music vibrates the breezeway I stand on. It’s a Friday night, after midnight, and the place is packed. I’ve run Blackout for three years now. The Lords gave it to me when I saw an opportunity and chose a different path than what I was meant for. They’re always willing to give you something in return for your servitude. So I allowed them to chain me to this club for the wife of my choosing.
She hates me. Too bad I don’t give a fuck.
How many marriages do you know where the husband and wife love one another. Not many in my world. It does happen, but it’s rare.
Pushing off the railing, I walk down to the doorway and enter my office, closing out the sound of the bass and the flashing lights. I walk over to my desk and sit down, leaning back in my chair.
I pull out the picture of my soon-to-be wife in my top desk drawer. She stands there with a smile on her face, her brown hair up in a messy bun and bright blue eyes. This was before her life went to shit. Before my life took a change and I decided to take her choices away from her.
From here on out, I will decide her fate and how her story goes. It’s for the best. Although, she’ll never see it that way. To her, I’ll be the enemy, but I’m okay with that. Sometimes the villain is the only one who wins because no one else is ruthless enough to fight him.
A knock sounds on my door, and I put the picture back. “Come in,” I call out.
Colton, Jenks, Finn, and Alex enter. “What’s up, boss?” Finn asks.
“I’m about to leave,” I tell them. “I’ll be gone the rest of the night.”
One thing about Blackout is I get to run this place how I want. Which means I answer to no one. As a Lord, you serve them for the rest of your life once you get your brand. You will be called to do assignments until one of them eventually kills you. But not me. Blackout guarantees that I do whatever the fuck I want.
That’s why I decided to hire an army of my own. Colton, Jenks, Alex, and Finn aren’t Lords. But they’re as close as they’ll ever get to being one. I even gave them their own brand. They work for me until I release them. And that will be the day I die.
“What do you need us to do?” Colton asks, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Keep the place from burning down,” I say seriously, but they laugh like I’m joking.
The sound of my cell ringing has them all turning and exiting my office to give me some privacy. I look down to see Ryat light up my screen. He’s a senior this year at Barrington and one of my best friends. He was a freshman during my senior year there. “Hey?” I answer.
“I’m on my way,” he announces in greeting.
“Okay. I’ll be ready.”
Exiting my office, I lock it up and go down to the first floor. Making my way down the back hallway, I enter the basement, grabbing a bag from a shelf and filling it with the things we’ll need.
The guy who’s naked and chained to the wall mumbles nonsense through his gag but I ignore him. I’ll take care of him later. Not like he’s in a hurry to die.
Zipping up the bag, I throw it over my shoulder and lock up the basement as well. As I run up the stairs, the floor vibrates from the music coming deeper within the club.
Shoving the back door open, I walk out into the pouring rain to see a black SUV parked nearby. I open the passenger door and hop in, tossing the bag into the back seat.
Ryat looks over at me, his green eyes then sliding to the bag. “Ready?”
I nod, shutting the door. “Yep.” I’ve waited for this day for too long. The Lords didn’t make me the Lord of the underworld for nothing. They knew I’d do their bidding as long as I got my chance at revenge. They’re handing it to me on a silver platter and I’m going to make him choke on it while my wife is on her knees swallowing my dick.
LAIKYN
Your wedding day is supposed to be one of the most exciting days of your life. Just like my mother, I’m about to marry a man I didn’t choose. Who I don’t love. I actually despise him, and everything that he represents—money, greed, and power are just a few of them.