Destroy Me (Corrupted Royals #1) Read Online Michelle Heard

Categories Genre: Angst, Dark, Forbidden, Insta-Love, Mafia, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Corrupted Royals Series by Michelle Heard
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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 78511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
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Misha opens the back door, then nods at the seat. “Get in.”

Abbie climbs in first, then me, followed by Misha. Alek takes the passenger side while Armani slides in behind the steering wheel.

“Ready?” Armani asks.

Misha places his hand on my thigh, then replies, “Yeah, let's do this.”

As Armani steers the SUV through the massive iron gates, Abbie mutters, “If my father saw me now, he’d kill me himself.”

I let out a nervous chuckle. “That makes two of us.”

Misha squeezes my thigh, and I lean into him, looking out his window at the passing scenery.

When we reach the heart of Geneva, Armani finds a parking space close to Louis Vuitton.

Abbie’s practically bouncing with excitement as she reaches for the door handle.

“Wait,” Misha snaps. “You only get out when I give the signal.”

“What’s the signal?” I ask.

“We’ll fucking wave like cheerleaders,” Alek mutters before he climbs out of the SUV.

Abbie and I watch as the guys check the area, and when Misha gestures for me to come, I open the door and get out. He immediately takes my hand, and we walk fast to the store's entrance.

The second we’re inside, Abbie makes a beeline for the handbags. “Sweet Jesus, I’m in heaven.”

I follow her while the guys hang back, constantly on guard.

“Let’s not make a day of this,” I say to Abbie. “The guys are tense.”

“Can I have thirty minutes to enjoy in Louis?” she asks, giving me a hopeful grin.

“Thirty minutes.” While Abbie drools over the latest designs, I walk back to Misha and say, “We’ll go back to St. Monarch’s after this.”

A frown forms on his forehead. “Why?”

“I can see you’re tense. This is a huge risk, and I’m already regretting it. I told Abbie she has thirty minutes.”

Misha takes a deep breath, then nods. “I’m good with whatever you decide.” He glances around the store, then asks, “Aren’t you getting anything?”

Grinning at him, I reply, “Of course I am.” I press a kiss to his jaw, then head straight for the perfume counter.

I stand and sniff all the bottles until I feel lightheaded, but determined to find the right one, I keep going.

I’m running out of samples when I finally find one that smells like Misha – manly and just plain badass.

I ask one of the shop attendants to get me a bottle and to have it wrapped as a gift before checking how Abbie’s doing.

“Did you find anything?” I ask when I reach her.

“Yes! Two handbags and the cutest pair of pants.” She grabs hold of my arm and drags me to the counter so she can show me her choices.

“Ooh, I like the black one,” I say as I pick it up. “Gosh, the leather is so soft.”

“Can we have another bag like this one?” Abbie asks the attendant, then she sings, “Matching bags.”

Chuckling, I turn my attention to the cashier to pay for my purchase before waiting for Abbie to wrap things up.

As we walk to the guys, Abbie asks, “Do you think they’ll mind stopping at a drive-thru? I’m dying for a burger.”

“I’m sure they won’t mind.”

When we reach Misha, Abbie asks, “Can we stop at Burger King? I’m buying for everyone.”

“Then we can definitely make a quick stop,” Armani chuckles.

Stepping out of the store and walking to the SUV, I lean into Misha and whisper, “I got you a gift.”

His eyebrows raise as he glances down at me. “A gift? For me? Why?”

Giving him a playful scowl, I say, “Because I love you.”

“Down!” Alek shouts.

The store’s front window shatters, and Misha yanks me so hard onto the sidewalk my bag skids into the road. He pulls his gun from behind his back, and my body leaves the ground for a second as he shoves me behind a parked car.

Wildly I glance around me, and seeing Abbie crouching next to Armani, I feel intense relief.

Then the shock hits hard – someone just tried to kill Abbie.

“We have to get out of here,” Misha shouts at the guys.

“Just stay covered,” Alek yells, then he breaks out into a sprint, and dropping to his side, he slides toward the SUV while firing his weapon.

A spray of bullets slams into the parked vehicles, making glass shatter everywhere.

People on the sidewalk scream, and it feels as if time slows down.

“Up!” Misha yanks me to my feet, and I run as fast as I can. Suddenly he jerks to a stop, and I’m tugged behind his body.

The sound of his gun firing is so loud, I cringe and cower against his back.

Armani takes shots as well, then Alek shouts, “Good one, brother.”

“Move,” Misha orders.

I run to the SUV and climb into the back, holding out my hand for Abbie. The moment our fingers touch, I yank her in, and she falls over me with a gasp.

“I’ve got you,” I say as I help her sit on the seat. I wrap my arms around her and cling to my friend, shocked that someone just tried to kill her.



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