Doomsday Love Read Online Shanora Williams

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, New Adult, Romance, Sports Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 164459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 822(@200wpm)___ 658(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
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“Yeah?”

“What are you looking for?”

“The cross.” She looks beneath the bed and then on the nightstand. She practically tears the room apart for it.

“You don’t have it?”

“No—I mean I did have it, yes. But it’s not here.” She pauses, stopping in the middle of the room. Her big brown eyes lock on mine. “Fuck. I think I left it in Shane’s hotel room.”

My nostrils flare and my jaw ticks just thinking about that dipshit. Shaking my head, I walk to the closet and take down a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. After tugging on my shirt, I look at her. “Get dressed.”

“Where are we going?”

“To get our cross.”

She steps in front of me. “Drake, no. I can’t let you go. I have to get it myself. If he sees you, he won’t let me in. I know it.”

“Then I’ll make him let me in.”

“Drake, baby.” She grabs my hands. “Shane may be cruel, but he’s not stupid. He checks out at eleven which means we only have thirty minutes to get to him. I can make it.” She releases a shaky breath.

“Jenny, I’m not letting you go up there without me. Fuck that.”

She studies my face, how serious I am. “Well… then promise me you won’t hurt him. Don’t lay a finger on him.”

I grunt, pulling one of my hands away.

“Drake, this isn’t for his safety, okay? It’s for yours. Shane knows people. His dad is a lawyer, and a good one. His family is powerful. I refuse to get you involved in that.”

I clench my jaw, trying hard to avoid her eyes, but it’s no use. She grabs my chin and forces my gaze back on hers.

“Promise me,” she pleads.

I sigh. “Fine, Jenny. But I promise you if he says or does anything to you that I don’t like I won’t be lenient. I don’t give a fuck what charges I end up facing in the future. He’s not getting away with any of that shit on my watch.”

She rubs my hand. “Trust me. I think when he sees you, he’ll know it’s better to keep his trap shut.”

“He fucking better.”

Chapter 39

Drake

The elevator ride up has my nerves sky-rocketing.

Jenny fidgets beside me, as if she’s nervous—no, scared of this sick fuck.

I clench my fist, waiting for the elevator to stop.

The doors finally shoot open seconds later and Jenny looks up at me before looking ahead. I catch her by the elbow before she can step out, holding one hand out to keep the door ajar.

“You’re sure about this?”

She studies my eyes. “Yes. I need it, Drake. It’s all I really have left of Mitchell.”

I nod, sighing. I release her and follow her down the hallway. We pass at least ten doors before stopping in front of one of them.

Room 1512. Yeah, I never would have found this shit.

Jenny picks her head up, peering over her shoulder at me. Before I can catch up to her, she holds up a swift hand, gesturing for me to stop.

Frowning, I stop in my tracks, watching her intently. “Jenny,” I hiss.

“Just stay right there, Drake. It’s okay.”

My mouth twitches as she knocks on the door. She shuts her eyes briefly and inhales. Before she knows it, the door swings open and out steps that stupid, little shit.

“Oh, now you want to show up!” he shouts. Jenny flinches, and it’s that reaction alone that has me storming ahead.

I step beside her, and the dipshit looks me over. Or Shane—whatever the fuck his stupid name is.

He laughs, his eyes stretching. “Holy shit! What’s this? Is he who you were with this entire time? How in the hell did you bag him? Oh, wait—I forgot. You can be pretty easy sometimes. It’s how we met. You remember?”

Jenny swallows thickly before stepping up. “I’m not here to argue, Shane. I left something and I came to get it before you checked out.”

Shane folds his arms. “Your clothes?”

“No. Something else.”

“Oh—wait. You’re talking about the cheap looking necklace thing you left behind?”

She frowns up at him, no longer playing along with his games. “Where is it?”

“It’s somewhere in there. I guess you wouldn’t know since you haven’t been here.” He folds his arms.

“Shane—”

“No, you know what? Fuck you, Jenny! You have the fucking nerve to come to my fucking room and demand things? Who the fuck do you think you are, huh? And then you bring this wannabe, fake piece-of-shit with you? What is it? You’ve been fucking him for money? What are you now? A prostitute? Let me just tell you, man,” he looks at me, and as he laughs my fists clench even tighter, to the point I feel my nails scraping into my palms. “She’s only with you because she has nothing. Parents left her on her own. She’s turning into an alcoholic and she needs some fucking help. She was better off with me. I was teaching her how to set her shit straight but, hey, if you want her. Take her. Just don’t be surprised when she drains you of all of your money.”



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