Truth or Dare (The Dominator #2) Read Online D.D. Prince

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Billionaire, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: The Dominator Series by D.D. Prince
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Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 141255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 706(@200wpm)___ 565(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
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“What kind of deal?”

“I’d make a two-part deal, part one being for her but I can guess you wouldn’t be interested in selling her.”

“She’s not for sale.”

“Then one part only. You buy my Kruna shares, help me get gone so that they can’t take me out.”

“You think these guys would be all right with a partner buying up shares behind their backs? I doubt it.”

Frost shrugged. “They just want me out, man. They loved your old man. They wouldn’t have any problem with Ferranos holding a bigger stake.”

He sure did have balls trying to bullshit me. Or more likely, he was off his rocker.

“They want you dead, man.”

“And I’d like to not be dead. How do we make that happen? Fuck, I’ll give you my shares. Draw up the papers.”

“If I let you out what’s to stop you from killing me and taking her?”

He shook his head. “I won’t. I’ll go and you’ll never hear from me again.”

“No, you’ll go away and plot some more to try to find a way to take her from me. You can’t get a girl like that outta your head; you said it yourself.”

He got a desperate look. “I love that girl. But, I also love breathin’.”

“You loved her so much you wanted to break her and make her yours.”

“Man, you ever break a girl?”

“No.”

“It’s a thing of beauty. Killed me that they stole that from me and a girl like Angie? She was amazing. She was the perfect blend of wild and submissive. She was wild on that dance floor, out in the world. And then in the bedroom, she was a goddamn goddess who did whatever I wanted her to do. You don’t find that every day.”

“No, you don’t.”

“And creating it yourself? It’s a rush like no other,” he said and we stared at one another a beat.

“So, what can I do? What can I give you that’ll make you let me go?” His eyes turned desperate.

My phone rang. I glanced at the screen. Zack.

I answered. “Hey man.”

“Where’s Jason Frost?”

“I’ve got Frost.”

“Shit. Where?”

“In front of me, in a cell.”

“What are you doin’, man?” Zack was tweaked.

“Havin’ a chat. Gonna decide whether or not to hand him over to them or take him out myself.”

Frost’s eyes grew bigger.

“He’s trying to make a deal with me to let him go. Offering me his Kruna shares.”

“Dario, man, can you hang tight? Can you hang tight till I get there? I need to talk to you. It’s important. Don’t do anything with Frost.”

“When?”

“The morning.”

“I think I need to settle this tonight.” I wasn’t sure if I could let this slime ball live to see one more sunrise.

“Dude, I’m on my way. Wait. Don’t do anything. Okay?”

“What is it?”

“We’ve gotta talk in person. Don’t make any moves. None. Just wait for me.”

“Fine.”

An hour later I was sitting on the front steps of the house with a stick and a knife and Zack pulled in on his Harley. Behind him was a car that had three guys in suits in it.

“What the fuck?” I said aloud as he approached me. Two of my men emerged from the barn and stood sentry in front of the barn. Two more materialized from the rear of the farmhouse and flanked me.

A guy in a suit stepped out of the front passenger seat of the car and then he stepped in front of Zack and flashed his ID at me. He shone a flashlight on the ID.

Interpol. Fuck.

“We need to take custody of your prisoner,” the ID-flashing guy said.

I looked to Zack.

“We need to talk,” he said.

“I’ll say we do,” I replied.

“Step aside, boys,” I said to my guys and then watched as they took custody of Frost.

Zack and I had not more than a quick chat before he left. He told me we needed to talk in the morning, that he had a lot to explain, asked me not to jump to conclusions, and then he left with them. To say I was pissed would be putting it mildly. I went in the house and stared at Frost’s laptop, sitting on the table. I bet Interpol would love to get their hands on that. I texted Nino and he came in from outside and I handed it to him and told him to leave with it, to put it some place safe.

“What was that scene all about?” he asked me.

“Don’t know yet; guess we’ll find out.” I answered and then went in and phoned Tommy with the quick low-down. He replied through gritted teeth that we couldn’t do much but wait for more intel from Zack unless we wanted to jump ship in the middle of the night. I agreed that if we were gonna be arrested we’d be in custody now, so we’d wait. I went up and found her asleep. I climbed in and did nothing but stare at the ceiling for the rest of the night, listening to her breathe, pondering everything going on in my life.



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