Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
She called his name, but Roman wasn’t listening to her.
They were going to die.
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Roman stared at the two men who were chained to chairs in the basement of one of Liam’s strip clubs. Cops were upstairs, and it amused Roman that Liam conducted illegal business right under their noses, but he guessed that was the best way of finding the men who would do anything for money or sex.
Liam’s man hadn’t turned up yet, but he had a feeling that when he did, it wasn’t going to go well. No doubt, he’d already talked to Bill, and had probably talked to Alex, who was upstairs in one of the private rooms.
Roman didn’t like bringing her to a strip club. There was too much sex. He didn’t want to bring her, but taking her home or leaving her anywhere else right now didn’t seem logical.
She had been panicked, but what had surprised him while he’d waited for his men to arrive was that she’d secured the two men who currently sat bleeding now. Without screaming at him and without fainting.
Yes, she had thrown up, but she told him she didn’t realize they were going to be trying to save their lives after she had eaten lunch. She seemed a little pissed off, but it was her suggestion to bring them here.
Was this where she lost her virginity?
Roman didn’t believe for a second that she was a virgin. If she wasn’t one, why did she oppose the test his father asked for?
The door to the basement opened, and then Liam advanced on him, fists raised. Roman shook him off, ready to step toe to toe with him.
“How dare you drag my daughter off campus!” Bill was right behind him, sporting a black eye.
Roman wondered if the guy had a nice nap, but he kept his thoughts to himself. Now was not the time to start a fight.
“It’s a good thing I did, and look what I’ve got. These men were waiting for her.” He’d been at the campus because the scientist he’d been after had one job to complete to be able to have the money and security he craved, and that was to build a drug.
Roman wasn’t quite sure what kind of drug it was, or if it was even a drug, but either way, the only place he knew where to find a guy like the one he was after was a campus. It was sheer fucking luck that he saw these guys and put two and two together with his wife.
She should have been fucking home, where she was safe.
“Bill was there to protect her.”
“Yeah? And did your precious bodyguard even notice the blacked-out car waiting for her, watching her? It fucking stuck out like a sore thumb, but he was busy watching her like some pervert.”
Bill stepped forward. “I would never look at her in such a way. She is like a daughter to me.”
“A daughter you’re going to get killed.”
“Enough!” Liam yelled, and Roman gritted his teeth.
In all his life, he had never had to step down from a fight or have so much control when it came to a man who pissed him off. His father had told him to respect Liam, to work with him, and above all else, to never make waves. This wasn’t how Roman worked.
The Greco name was everything to him. Working with Liam, having Alex as his wife, it was all pushing him a little too far. He wasn’t used to not striking out.
“Where is Alex?” Liam asked.
Taking a deep breath, Roman turned toward Liam. “She is upstairs. She is the one who suggested I bring them here.”
Liam nodded. “Good. She knows this is the best place to get answers.”
“With cops partying upstairs?”
“Those cops are friends. I take care of them, and they take care of me. I do not have to explain my actions to you, or that most of the men upstairs owe me.” He turned toward the men.
They were currently passed out.
Roman had decided to start with their nails. He found the utmost pain talked volumes. In most situations, a little pain, and men were blabbering all kinds of secrets. It was kind of embarrassing for them, but that was the way of their world.
Liam stepped forward, and he tilted their heads back.
“What are you doing?” Roman asked. He was used to working alone.
“They have the mark,” Liam said and stepped back.
“What mark?”
Roman had been too pissed to get too close without beating the crap out of them. All he wanted to do was cut them up. He rather liked using his knives, and these men had thought to attack his wife. Even though he didn’t particularly like Alex, she was still his wife. Under his protection, and if anything happened to her, it would be on him.
He would be a laughingstock of the Greco family.