I’ll Kiss You Twice (Shame On You #2) Read Online W. Winters, Willow Winters

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Dark, Erotic, Mafia, Romance Tags Authors: , Series: Shame On You Series by W. Winters
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Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 51248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
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“I’m sorry,” I whisper and my voice breaks.

“Why are you sorry? I care about my mistakes because I want to be perfect for you. I’m not, though, Braelynn. I never have been good enough.”

I tell him as I crawl slowly to the end of the bed to be closer to him, “I’ve fucked up. And I know it and I’m sorry. I don’t want to leave you.” He doesn’t move closer to me, though.

“This is an out—”

“Stop!” I scream and then lower my voice to add, “Please … I said red!”

My heart rages as his expression shifts to one of remorse and sympathy. He takes the few steps to meet me at the end of the bed, gently laying his forehead against mine to whisper, “Maybe I should shut the fuck up and just kiss you.”

“You should,” I tell him, gripping both of his wrists and keeping his hands on me. Don’t let go of me and don’t let me go, I beg inwardly, but I’m too chickenshit to say it out loud when he peers down at me and his lips find mine.

His touch is no longer a balm. It feels too much like a goodbye.

“I don’t want you to leave me. I want you to stay. It won’t be like this forever.”

“Like what?” I ask him without thinking.

“You know what,” he tells me and I do, so I only nod.

“I have to go,” he says and pulls his hands away, breaking the grasp I have on him.

“I don’t want you to leave me alone.”

“You’re safe here. I have a lot of things to take care of. A lot has gotten out of hand.”

“I’m begging you, please don’t leave right now.”

“I have to. You’re going to be my good girl.”

He tells me like it’s a statement and I don’t know what he means. I don’t know what he wants from me. All I know is that I’m not okay.

“You don’t want me to leave?”

“It would destroy me if you did,” he confesses to me. “But I—”

“Then I won’t,” I say, cutting him off. My heart still races, but with our gazes locked I know exactly what this is. It’s a test. “I won’t leave you. I promise.”

For the first time since he came in here, his lips lift slightly, in the saddest of smiles.

With his thumb running down my jaw he murmurs, “That should make me happy …”

He doesn’t say the “but it doesn’t,” part aloud, but I hear it anyway.

DECLAN

If I could calm the fuck down, this would go by easier. I’m nervous as fuck and with the way my foot keeps tapping against the table leg and how often I readjust in my office chair, everyone in this room knows it.

My family’s main lawyer, Michael McHale, plus Carter and Nate. Forcing out a steady breath, I do everything I can to focus as Carter’s hand comes down on my shoulder.

As if that will be enough to bring me back to the conversation.

They continue to discuss the possibility of a deposition or facing charges now that they’ve ruled Scarlet’s disappearance a murder. How the fuck that happened, I don’t know. I don’t even fucking care. My gaze continues to drift to my phone that’s facedown on the desk.

I could so easily flip it over and watch her. All I want to know is whether or not she’s going to take the out. It’s fucking killing me.

Don’t leave me, Braelynn.

How fucking selfish of me to want her to stay when I know I should have never touched her. The photograph of Scarlet that aired on the local news last night is placed down in front of me. She’s younger in the picture than when she started working here; that much is obvious from a glance at her fresh face with no makeup and her hair pulled back. Smiling and celebrating completing basic field training.

Remorse and regret spark a dull flame that’s quickly extinguished. She knew what she was doing and she knew there were only two ways for it to end.

And she brought my Braelynn into this.

“They aired that she’s believed to be dead although her body hasn’t been found.”

“On what basis?” Carter questions.

“They announced they had clear persons of interest who were potential suspects, but we haven’t received or heard anything from the DA.”

“How soon can we expect to be questioned?” Nate asks. I’ve known him for years and I know his tells. He’s anxious and for good reason. He’s the one who disposed of her. If he fucked up anything, they’ll be able to pin on it him first.

“It depends on how the deposition in the—”

“Who’s being deposed?” Carter asks for clarification.

“Nate first.” At the confident declaration, a quiet Nate meets my lawyer’s gaze and nods in understanding. “Then we can expect them to make the rounds until they’ve gone through every employee.”



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