Death (Mafia Empire #3) Read Online Michelle Heard

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Insta-Love, Mafia, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Mafia Empire Series by Michelle Heard
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Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 79685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
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My voice is hoarse and thick with fear as I whimper, “Are you going to rape me?”

Nolan shakes his head, his expression filled with an emotion I can’t place. “Of course not.” I suck in a quivering breath, and it has him brushing his thumb over my bottom lip. “Your innocence is what makes you so precious. You’ll remain pure forever.”

What does that mean?

Nolan begins to climb to his feet, and taking hold of my hand, he says, “Come.”

My movements are jerky and stilted as I stand up. He squeezes my hand, and it feels like he’s trying to comfort me as we walk toward the living room.

When he begins to lead me down a short hallway toward a bedroom, I shake my head, and a sob bursts from me. “Please,” I beg as I pull back against his hold. “Don’t do this. Don’t hurt me.”

“Shh…” He drags me closer to him, and as I strain in his hold, he wraps his arm around my lower back and holds me tightly. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you.”

My other hand comes up, and I press hard against his chest as another sob bursts over my lips. Tears sneak from my eyes as I give him a pleading look.

My body trembles fiercely as he gives me a gentle hug. “Shh, my love. I’m just going to get you cleaned up. Okay?”

My terror-filled gaze is glued to his face, and when he continues to pull me toward the bedroom, I strain even more, trying to squirm free from his hold.

“Don’t make this difficult,” he mutters, the affection gone and replaced by a tone of warning.

I shake my head, trying to pull back while still giving him a pleading look. “Don’t do this.”

Just like earlier, when the aggression vanished and he looked at me with love, the caring expression disappears and anger tightens his features.

“You will obey me!” he barks, then I’m yanked into the bedroom and roughly shoved forward.

I fall partially over the bed and quickly turn around. Seeing Nolan come toward me with an enraged expression has me crawling backward, a desperate cry escaping me.

Nolan grabs hold of my ankle and yanks me toward him. When I see him reaching for a long chain that’s bolted to the wall across from the bed, I yank against his hold, trying desperately to free myself. It doesn’t work, and I lunge at him, slamming my fists against his back and head as he positions the chain around my ankle. Securing it with a lock, he pockets the key.

The next instant, he grabs hold of my arms and shoves me backward onto the carpet. Too easily, he restrains my arms against the floor and glares darkly at me.

“That wasn’t very nice of you, Ciara.”

Just as quickly as he grabbed me, he lets go and climbs to his feet.

I sit up, my eyes darting between the chain around my ankle and Nolan.

He begins to unfasten his belt, and it sends me into a spiral of panic as I beg, “Please don’t rape me.”

The belt wooshes through the loops, and instead of unzipping his black cargo pants, he grabs hold of my arm and yanks me up. Before I can make sense of what’s happening, he sits down on the side of the bed, forces me over his lap, and strikes my bottom with the belt.

I’m stunned out of my mind for a second, but when the second lash hits my backside, my mind instantly shuts down as I’m thrown into a catatonic state where I’m only half aware of what’s happening to me.

I can’t do a single thing as pain engulfs me. I’m not sure how long the beating lasts for, but at some point, I’m lifted off his lap and laid down on the bed.

Nolan’s hands brush my hair out of my face, and even though I’m aware he’s talking, I can’t process what he’s saying.

Imprisoned in a trance, I’m barely aware of my surroundings. I have no concept of time, and when the trance finally starts to lift and comprehension returns, I become aware of the harrowing fact that I’m naked.

No!

A warm cloth is wiped over my arm, and Nolan coos, “See, I just want to take care of you. Once you’re all cleaned up and wearing one of the dresses I got you, I’ll start with dinner.”

Air explodes from me in harsh bursts, my body trembling so severely it hurts.

The washcloth moves over my chest, Nolan’s tone filled with reverence as he murmurs, “You’re so beautiful. My perfect love.”

Something snaps deep inside me, and the next instant, I let out a scream, and darting up, I slam my fists into his chest. Nolan grabs hold of me, and because he’s so much stronger than me, there isn’t anything I can do as he throws me onto my stomach and presses me hard into the covers.



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