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most important thing you'll ever learn in your life.”
    So on that last day, I sat in the middle of my living room with Leeda's dead gaze on me as her head lay in my lap. In my mind, her lips moved as she yelled at me.
    “What are you going to do?” Her dead head asked. “Just sit on your dumb ass and go crazy?
    Get him. He took us, but what about our kids? He'll get them next. Wouldn't you?”
    “Yes.” I turned to the other heads for suggestions.
    My aunts’ heads surrounded me too. Somehow Miguel discovered every person that ever loved me. I'd hid my life from him as best as I could, but he found them all. And as soon as I stopped doing the things he required, he ripped them away from me.
    “Should I go after him?” I asked.
    All of my aunts nodded their scarred faces. “Kill him and his or die trying, Melody.”
    In my hotel room, I peeled off my tattered dress, lace bra and panties, and got into the hot, steaming bath that I'd ran for me.
    I have an hour or so before I make my next move.
    I had a few guesses for what Kane would do next. After all, I’d studied the man for many years.
    He didn’t really have any friends. Miguel was the closest thing to a buddy. The only other intimate relationship was the stripper.
    Let’s hope my guess is right this time.
    Tons of bubbles glittered on the watery surface. As soon as my toes entered the liquid, calm seeped into me. I didn't peel away my composed mask until I immersed my entire body into the water.
    It rose around me, warming my whole essence. That was when my hard persona cracked and shattered into pieces. My hands shook as I wiped away all of the tears streaming down my face. The hysteria that I’d held in all night fled my body and rocked me back and forth while I hugged myself.
    Kane could've killed me at any point this evening. The only reason why I'm alive is because I made him curious. Stupid moves and dumb actions on my part.
    I sank deeper into the water.
    Kane and my over confidence would've ended all of this tonight.
    It used to be that when I made mistakes like this or came close to losing my life, I would just call Miguel. He'd drop it all to come to me—his movies, media engagements no matter how big they were, and even his criminal activities went on hold for me. It made me think he cared.
    “Why did you do that?” I splashed hot water onto my face and took in the sweltering liquid.
    “Why would you do things to make me think you loved me, Miguel? Was that all part of some deeper game or did you actually care?”
    Miguel canceled an appearance on the Dave Letterman show just because he called me and thought my voice sounded like something was wrong. In one moment, I got off with him on the phone, took a long bath, and climbed my aching body into bed. By the end of the night, a knock came to my hotel door. I limped that way and opened the door, with my gun hidden behind my back.
    “Miguel?”
    He directed his gaze to the bruises decorating my face. “You said you weren't hurt.”
    “No. I said I was fine.”
    With those big arms, he picked me up and slammed the door behind us. “When I ask you if you're okay, you tell me the truth.”
    “I did.”
    He lifted the side of his lip up into a sneer. “Put the gun down.”
    I set it on the night table as he laid me back in my bed. The thin t-shirt I wore rose up to my hips. I pulled it down with aching fingers. He stopped me and began to take off my shirt. “Sending you away to kill three guys wasn't the smartest thing I've done in my life. I shouldn't have asked you to handle this.”
    I lifted up so he could pull my shirt over my head. “But I did it. I gunned them down and now I’m fine.”
    Air brushed against my stiff nipples. When Miguel came around me, my body prepared itself for his cock without him touching or saying anything. My flesh just knew what it liked, and every cell in my body craved him.
    “This was a job for Kane, not you. Not my Melody.” He dove his hand into my

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