Arranged Hearts (Joey and Adora Duet #1) Read Online T.L. Smith

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Erotic, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Joey and Adora Duet Series by T.L. Smith
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Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 61082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
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“I was sleeping.”

“Who needs sleep?” Lucas shrugs.

How Chanel puts up with him, I will never know.

I wrap the towel around my waist as Abigail saunters back in, still fucking naked.

“For fuck’s sake, Abigail, put on some damn clothes.”

“I’m free. Do you know how good it feels?” She does a spin, and Lucas and I look at each other.

“Go and spin your ass somewhere else. You want me to go home and tell my woman you’ve been prancing around naked in front of me? She may come over and beat your ass,” Lucas warns her.

Abigail looks at him, completely unfazed, then shrugs before she walks off.

“So, about your wife…” Lucas says.

“She isn’t my wife.”

“So why are all her things still here?” He nods in the direction of all her products.

“I haven’t had time to get rid of everything.”

“Bullshit. You don’t want to. There is a difference.” The psycho, at it again, with his accurate and infuriating presumptions.

“The fucked-up part is that I didn’t even want to be married,” I mutter as I walk past him out of the bathroom.

“And now you got your wish.”

“So it would seem.” I sigh, entering my closet to get dressed.

“Jake should be arriving tomorrow. Do you plan to see him? Or better yet, her?”

My phone starts ringing, and I see Jake’s name flash on the screen. Reaching for it, I put it on speaker.

“You owe me half a million,” are his first words.

“Why is that?”

“I have your little wife.”

“You can keep her.” The words taste sour as they leave my mouth.

“You know that’s not how I run my business. Meet me tomorrow at the airport to collect her. She’s a bit shaken. He’s been beating her.”

“How do you know?” Something in me misses a beat. The Adora I know would never allow someone to touch her without her consent. So if he hit her once, and she fought back, it has to be bad.

“She won’t say, but I have a doctor with her right now. Her face is black and blue, and the way she bends, I would assume she has bruised ribs, if not broken.”

I look to Lucas, my blood boiling.

“Did she appear hurt when we saw her?” Lucas says.

“No,” I respond through a clenched jaw.

“It looks recent. She took off her makeup that first night and her face was red, handprints on her too.”

“I’ll transfer you the money.”

“I’ll text you the details.” He hangs up, and I toss my phone on the bed to stop myself from throwing it into a wall.

“Keir is not going to be happy,” Lucas warns.

“It’s his fault. How many fucking times do I need to say it? He demanded I marry her.”

“Yeah, then he undemanded it.” Lucas laughs.

Abigail walks in again, now dressed. Thank fuck.

“I want to go shopping. Can I have some money?”

“Fuck, I’d shoot it already,” Lucas says, shaking his head.

I pull out my card and hand it to her. Good riddance.

“Thanks. Have a good day,” she chirps, then she’s off.

“So when do you plan to tell Keir?” Lucas asks. “Because I can be there.”

“You just want to watch him go off on me.”

“Of course, I do. I am a sadist. Maybe he will even shoot you. It’s been a while since I’ve seen someone get fucked-up.”

“I’d like to fuck you up,” I tell him, striding out of my bedroom and down the hallway.

I dress as quickly as I can, grab my keys, and head out to the car.

Lucas follows me in his car as I head to Keir’s house.

We both slide out of our cars and head straight to Keir’s door, which is already open with Keir standing in wait.

“Joey just bought his wife back,” Lucas yells as we walk to the living room.

I hit him in the head, and he laughs and sits on the sofa.

Keir glares at me, waiting for me to confirm it.

“Jake bought her at one of those parties.” Of course, we all know of those parties. Most men think the gatherings are thrown with evil and perverted intent. And that’s what he wants them to think. But really, Jake is buying the women to offer them a better life.

He is the villain-hero—so not what you would think.

“And?” Keir prompts, growing impatient.

“He was beating her. And let’s not forget, I was the one saying I didn’t want to marry her, yet you insisted on it.”

“And then I let you off. You’d think that would make you happy.”

“I already fucking loved her by then,” I shout at him.

“Fucking hell,” Keir says, scrubbing his hand down the back of his head. “This isn’t good.”

“She’s mine.”

“Do you want her back?”

“No... I don’t know.” I shake my head. I’ve never been this frustrated or confused in my life when it comes to a woman. But she isn’t just any woman now, is she? She was once my wife.



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