Daring Fire: Paranormal Romance (Bad Boys Of The Underworld Book 2)

Read Online Daring Fire: Paranormal Romance (Bad Boys Of The Underworld Book 2) by Mallory Crowe - Free Book Online Page A

Book: Daring Fire: Paranormal Romance (Bad Boys Of The Underworld Book 2) by Mallory Crowe Read Free Book Online
Authors: Mallory Crowe
Ads: Link
Marcus, but his grip was unrelenting. As they got closer to the angry guard, she decided it was probably best she was so close to his large body. The man Marcus called Gareth didn’t seem happy to see her again.
    “Does Vlad know you’re bringing her here?” asked Gareth.
    Marcus’s entrancing eyes narrowed at the man in front of them. “Since when did I need permission to do anything?”
    Gareth clenched his jaw and shot another angry glare toward Gena. “She isn’t normal,” he said. “She could be dangerous.”
    Gena took an instinctive step back, but Marcus gripped her tighter. What did he mean she wasn’t normal? Who could she be dangerous to?
    Marcus sent the other man a sardonic grin and raised an eyebrow. “If you don’t move out of our way in the next two seconds, I will show you what the fucking meaning of dangerous is,” he said in an eerily calm voice.
    Gena’s gaze darted between the two men, afraid to see what would happen next. Gareth must have taken the threat seriously because he moved and let them both pass into the red room.
    When they got into the room, the man on the throne lit up with a smile. “Marcus! You brought the night’s entertainment back!”
    Gena shot Marcus a skeptical look. “Entertainment?”
    Marcus started to reply, but throne man spoke again before he could say anything. “We were so excited when you burst past Gareth earlier. It really was a disappointment when you ran off just as fast as you came.” He held out a hand, motioning to the three other men in the room to stay where they were. “We were on the edge of our seats with anticipation.”
    He slowly looked Gena over from head to toe, and she was suddenly very happy she was covered up by Marcus’s jacket. His eyes seemed as if they were trying to strip her right down to her soul.
    “I’m sorry for my interruption,” she meekly said. She couldn’t seem to find her voice with so many eyes on her.
    The man still seemed amused. “Marcus, give the poor thing some breathing room. She’s obviously terrified. From the smell of things, you’ve already caused enough damage. Truth be told, I’m a bit jealous.”
    “What smell?” Gena looked up at Marcus. As uneasy as he made her, she didn’t want him to leave her alone with these strange men.
    “Ignore Vlad,” he reassured her. “He’s just trying to keep you on your toes.”
    So this was Vlad. She’d assumed, but hadn’t been sure until now. The man in question shot a curious look at Marcus. “I’m impressed. You two were together less than an hour and you already have him wrapped around your finger.” Gena opened her mouth to disagree, but Vlad cut her off. “Your blood. That’s what everyone in this room is smelling right now. You reek of it. Why don’t you take off my friend’s jacket and show us exactly what is going on in there.”
    Gena wrapped her arms defensively around herself and moved closer to Marcus. Vlad saw this and stepped up so fast it was almost a blur. Her fear must be causing her mind to play tricks on her...
    Vlad gave Marcus a disapproving glare. “This is my place. Marcus won’t keep you safe. You came here because you want something from me . I suggest you come over here and ask nicely.”
    She looked questioningly up at Marcus, but he kept his stony gaze on Vlad. He didn’t seem intimidated, but, even though Marcus seemed to have more muscle than any other man in the room, he was outnumbered. Vlad had three men and Gareth outside the door. She walked away from Marcus and this time he didn’t stop her.
    Luckily Vlad was only ten feet away, so she didn’t go too far away from Marcus, though she immediately felt the loss of his comforting body heat.
    Since Vlad was standing now, he towered about six inches above her, and her heels were considerable. He lifted his hands and brought them to rest on her shoulders. She saw his eyes glance over her shoulder. “Back off, Marcus,” he said.
    Gena saw the other three men tense

Similar Books

Horse With No Name

Alexandra Amor

Power Up Your Brain

David Perlmutter M. D., Alberto Villoldo Ph.d.