Fireball – Smoke Read Online Abbi Glines

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Mafia, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 71348 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 285(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
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I stepped back. “Me,” I replied, then walked to the door.

We needed to be around someone else. Even if it was Huck. I didn’t trust Blaise, but there was something deep inside me that made me not trust myself.

Opening the door with unnecessary force, I stepped inside and walked toward the kitchen, not looking back to see if he was behind me or not. I could feel him. My entire body knew he was there. I scanned the downstairs, and there was no sign of Huck. When I actually wanted the man here, he disappeared.

Spinning around, I put my hands on my hips and glared at Blaise. This was his doing.

Blaise tilted his head to the side, slightly smiling at me, as if my angry stance was funny.

“Where is Huck?” I spit out angrily.

Blaise didn’t stop until he was almost to me. When I had to tilt my head back to look at him, he shrugged. “Don’t need Huck when I’m here. You’re safe.”

“That is the last thing I am,” I said, feeling caged.

I hadn’t been safe since I had walked into the Hugheses’ mansion and seen Blaise the first time.

He thought he could break me down. Get to me. He couldn’t. Not anymore. I couldn’t trust him. He was evil. He didn’t love me. He couldn’t love anyone.

Pushing against his chest, I moved away from him. “What happens when I do something to get in your way? Are you going to kill me next? Put a bullet in my head? Have pictures taken of it?” I yelled as my eyes filled with tears. I hated those damn tears. They made me look weak, and I wasn’t weak, but I was hurting. I was hurting because of him.

Blaise moved too quickly. My brain didn’t have time to process it to react. He had me backed up against the counter with his arms on both sides of me so I couldn’t move. He looked furious. A snarl came from his chest, and in that moment, I could see the killer. He was in there. The cold, brutal monster lurking … but that wasn’t all I could see. If it were, then it might be easier to only feel hate toward him. If the pain and regret weren’t so clear in his green depths too, then I could hate him completely.

“Kill you?” he bit out through clenched teeth. “I would take the motherfucking bullet for you. Why can’t you get that through your head, Madeline? I can’t even stand the idea of causing you pain unless it’s with my dick stretching your pussy until you can’t walk.” He ran the back of his finger across my cheek. “I’d like to spank your sweet ass until it’s red and tender. I admit that. But kill you? Fuck, baby. I can’t live without you. The day you die, they might as well take me, too, because you can bet your ass that I’ll be right behind you.”

That was not sweet. That was wrong. Telling myself that was one thing. Accepting it was another.

How did he manage to get to me like this? What was it about him that messed me up and confused me? I knew who he was and what he had done, yet part of me had just melted at his words.

My eyes flew open, and I gasped when his hand slid inside the leg of my shorts. This was when I should scream and push him away. Call him horrible names. Remind him of all the horror he had caused. Yet I didn’t move.

I stared into his eyes, looking for something dark and twisted to snap me out of it. Maybe I was just as evil. My breath was coming in fast and hard. I was messed up. Maybe my childhood had ruined me. All the chaos I’d lived through had warped me. Made me too weak to stop this.

His finger brushed the crotch of my panties, and I bit my bottom lip to keep from making a noise. At least I could be silent. Not let him know that I was reacting to his touch.

“You’re wet, Madeline.” Blaise’s voice was a low, deep growl.

My legs began to tremble. No! I should not be doing this. It was beyond wrong. This was a line I didn’t want to cross. One where I had to question what kind of person I had become.

Blaise picked me up and sat me on the counter. I could use my legs to kick him and get free, but I didn’t. When he began pushing my legs open and then stepped between them, I watched him, but said nothing. Did nothing.

Closing my eyes, I swallowed hard and fought the desire pooling in my stomach. I would stop him. Just one more second, and then I’d push him back. End this thing. Run down the damn mountain if I had to.



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