Hitman – Heaven and Hell Read Online Cassandra Hallman, Isabella Starling

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Erotic, Mafia, Romance Tags Authors: ,
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Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 54360 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 272(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
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“That was the deal, wasn’t it? You do what I want. I give you money.”

“Yeah, but I feel like it’s more than that now. I mean, I hope so at least since you are adamant about marrying me tomorrow.”

“Yes, it’s more than that now, but I need you to understand that I still have needs. I still crave things you are not going to like.”

“I know, but as long as you take care of my grams, I’ll let you do whatever you want to me. If you want to drug me again, I’m okay with it. I just… I don’t want someone else to touch me.”

“You know I would cut someone's hand off for touching you.”

The image of Alaris cutting off that man’s hand the other night pops into my head. For normal people, that would sound like an idle threat, but I know Alaric is dead serious.

“You let other people watch,” I whisper, regretting that I said it at all immediately.

“Watching and touching are two different things… Besides, it was that or you killing someone for the family.”

“I could never kill someone.”

“I know,” Alaric says, just as he pulls into his garage. I was so lost in the conversation I didn't even realize we were here. He cuts off the engine, and we both get out of the car.

“Do you want to do it tonight?” I ask when we are inside the house.

“Maybe I already put something in your tea earlier.” Alaric smirks.

“Did you?” A mixture of fear and excitement builds in my lower abdomen.

“No. But I have been thinking about it,” he admits. “Actually, I’ve been thinking about trying something new.”

“New? Like what?”

A sinister smile spreads across Alaric’s face, and like the predator he is, he stalks around me. I’m a deer caught in the headlights, frozen in place, while Alaric moves behind me to help me out of my jacket. The small hairs on the back of my neck stand up, and my entire body is on high alert, warning me of the imminent danger. Yet I’m still just standing here like an idiot.

Alaric steps closer until his chest is pressing up against my back, and I can feel his hard cock rubbing against my ass. He swipes my hair away from my shoulder, exposing my neck and letting me feel his minty breath on my cheek when he talks.

“You know I like the part when you don’t know when it’s coming. I love controlling that, controlling when and how… controlling you.”

I’m still trying to digest what he is saying when I feel it. The sharp prick of a needle entering my neck. I suck in a quick breath as the pain cuts through me, then quickly dissipates. Before I can even think about fighting or running away, my legs give out, and my body is held up by a thick arm around my middle.

“Www…” I start, but my tongue stops working halfway through the word. My whole body simply gives out, and I’m picked up off the ground and carried through the house.

I’m waiting for my mind to go as well, for the darkness to drag me under, but my mind stays awake and alert. What the hell? I start to panic, pushing my limbs to move, working my lungs up for a scream, but nothing happens. It’s almost like I’m… paralyzed.

“You’re fine, Monroe. Don’t be scared,” Alaric assures me, but right now, his words mean nothing to me. I’m fucking paralyzed. I can feel, I can think, but I can’t move. This is not what is supposed to happen. Maybe he gave me the wrong drug. Perhaps he is killing me without knowing, or he changed his mind, and he is killing me.

Alaric carries me to the bedroom, gently puts me down on the bed, and props the pillow under my head so I’m comfortable and can see him. Sitting down next to me, he starts unbuttoning his shirt.

“I gave you a special kind of sedative. It paralyzes your body without making you go to sleep or numbing you up. You’ll be awake, and you’ll be able to feel. You just won’t be able to move or talk,” he explains while undressing himself slowly. “It will only last for about an hour.”

A tiny bit of panic recedes. At least I know the drug is working the way it’s supposed to, and I won’t be paralyzed forever.

“I want you to see and feel what I do to you when you’re asleep. I thought about taking a video, but that wouldn't be the same. I’ve used this drug before, so I know this would be perfect.”

He’s used this drug before? He’s done this to someone else? Unwanted jealousy weasels its way up my spine, and I hate that I feel this way at all. What a fucked-up thing to be jealous about.


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