Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73191 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73191 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
“That man over there has been asking for you. Do you want me to send him off?” Chastity says, motioning her thumb over her shoulder. I look past her and see Cody staring at me from the other end of the bar. His eyes are locked on mine, and he is not happy. In his hand is a stack of papers.
“No, it’s okay. Can you cover for me?”
She turns back and eyes Cody. “Should I call anyone? He doesn’t look friendly,” she asks in concern. I think about her question, but I really don’t want to bring attention to myself. I like this job, and while I plan to leave the city when I have enough money, I want to stay here as long as possible to earn as much as I can.
“No, just maybe check on me in ten?”
She nods, and I brush my hands down my apron as I step out from behind the bar. I come face-to-face with Cody, and he looks like shit, worse than before.
“Hi,” I say, then glance at the papers. “I see you got my mail.”
“Yeah, about that. I’m not signing.”
“Why? We aren’t together, Cody.” I lean in and hiss, “You tied me to the fucking bed, and what? You expected me to just skip on home?” He bites the inside of his cheek as his mouth forms a straight line. “It’s been weeks since I left you,” I remind him.
“And you’re already fucking someone else,” he sneers. I tense at his words. He holds up the papers. “Come home, and stop this shit.” He throws the papers at my feet, and I bend to pick them up.
I look up at him and shake my head. “I’m never coming back to you. That was a sad part of my life, and I can see that it’s not where I want to be.” Before I can say anything more, he slaps me across the face. I fall back, my ass hitting the floor. Just as I try to get up, someone grabs hold of Cody, stopping him from hitting me again.
“I suggest you walk out before I drag you out,” Milo says, voice low and menacing, his eyes darker than I have ever seen them as he grips Cody’s wrist, turning his hand pink. Cody nods and glares down at me. He doesn’t say anything, but the narrowing of his eyes tells me he is furious. As he turns to leave, I’m lifted from the floor and smashed into the front of Milo as he holds me. “Are you okay?” he asks. He doesn’t ease his hold on me while he waits for me to answer.
“Yes, I’m fine. Thanks for that.”
Milo nods but keeps his grip on me. “I’ve missed you,” he whispers, and I instantly feel guilty. I have been beating myself up all week. I slept with a man who is not my husband. And I really fucking enjoyed it. Raising my head, I smile up at him.
“Thank you again,” I say, ignoring what he said.
“Come over after work… to get your book.”
“I can’t, I have plans.”
“I’ll come for you in two nights, then.”
“Okay,” I reply, unable to say no. “You can let me go now.” I lift a brow at him.
He lays a hand on my face and brushes it against my cheek, where I know it’s red from Cody’s slap.
“I’ll punish him for this,” he growls.
“Don’t kill him,” I whisper, and he eyes me with a smirk.
“If I don’t kill him, what do I get in return?”
“If you don’t kill him, I’ll come get my book. But if he’s dead, I won’t.”
“Done,” he says and releases me, turning to leave. Shit, I didn’t say not to hurt him. I chase after Milo and out the door. The minute I step out and the cold air hits my skin, I watch as Milo, strong and powerful, walks straight up to Cody, who is being held in place by Axe, and he throws his fist into Cody’s stomach. I gasp loudly, and Milo turns around to face me.
“You didn’t mention I couldn’t hurt him.” He winks and then turns back and punches Cody again.
I stand there, shocked.
I mean, I really shouldn't be, considering who Milo is.
But I watch as his fists pummel into my husband with malice and without an ounce of remorse. In fact, he wears a smirk on his lips.
“Stop!” I yell, and Milo’s fists do, in fact, stop. Then he steps back and turns to me.
“This is who you associate with now?” Cody says with ragged, hard breaths. Axe lets go of him, and he falls to the ground like a piece of shit. His hands land on the gravel, and his gaze falls away from me.
I look to Milo, who is now standing in front of me.
“Let him go.”