Keep Her Close Read online Jenika Snow (Bacelli Crime Family #1)

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Dark, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Bacelli Crime Family Series by Jenika Snow
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Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37273 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 186(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
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“Stop, Joey.”

“Do you really want me to, Marra?” he said against her neck now, grinding his dick against her belly, which had her becoming wetter instantly.

She wanted him, was on the verge of moaning out that she wanted him to just rip her clothes off and fuck the sexual frustration of the last year right out of her, but she didn’t. Instead she pushed against him as hard as she could until he relented.

“What the fuck, Marra?” His voice was deep, guttural, and there was clear irritation in it. But she didn’t care.

“I said this wasn’t a good idea, but clearly you are too hard up to listen.” She tried to catch her breath, because honestly she was just as turned on as he was, and stopping had been hard as hell for her.

He reached down and grabbed his cock right over his slacks, and she felt her eyes widen at his obscenity.

“Don’t look so damn innocent there, baby. I bet that pussy of yours is even more soaked than it was when I had my finger all up in you.”

“God, you’re so damn crude, even at a time like this.” She was starting to feel those shots, and coupled with the fact she was hot as hell for Joey, she knew she needed to call it a night. She’d end up doing something she may or may not regret in the morning, and she already had enough on her plate. Moving past him was pretty damn hard, and when he reached out for her wrist and stopped her, she feared he might break her resistance.

“You think I’m a bad man, Marra, but if I was really that bad then I wouldn’t be letting you walk away right now.” He let go of her a second later and moved down the hall and disappeared behind one of the bedroom doors. He slammed it shut, and she jumped a little.

God, what a night to almost be killed, and then to have Joey Bacelli nearly fuck her.

She glanced at the door, contemplated just leaving, but knew she wasn’t going to. Marra wasn’t a fool, and leaving in her condition, and especially in the city at this hour, wasn’t smart. No, she’d sleep this night away, and in the morning convince Joey that letting her go was the best option.

Marra thought that might be easier said than done.

9

“What did you find out?” Joey asked Niklo, and walked over to the window to look out over Central Park.

“Found out that Carlos has been holding up in some foreclosed estate in Sugar Hill, and that he has been trying to move into Bourbon for the last six months. Not sure what his game is, but he has some kind of vendetta with the Bacelli family,” Niklo stated, and then shouted something to someone about watching the merchandise or fingers would be taken off as payment.

That had Joey’s interest picking up immensely. Although this was news to him, he wasn’t shocked. He had felt the pressure of the Gondalo crew trying to slowly make residence in his town, but he was surprised that they actually thought they could accomplish it. It had been little things Joey noticed, like coming into Bourbon late at night, causing fights in his bars, drinking up the liquor, insulting the women that were paid to give them a good time, and then leaving before Joey or his men could get there and shut things down.

Six months wasn’t that long in the big picture, but when Joey had tried to reach out to Carlos, set the ground rules if they planned on working in a close, but separate town, Carlos had eluded him each time. There hadn’t been a sit-down, hadn’t been anything worked out, and now two of Carlos’ men were dead because of Joey, Mario was gone, and Mario’s wife was being used as a pawn. There would be no more talking things out, coming to an agreement that could make them both a lot of money.

It wasn’t that Joey didn’t allow people into Bourbon, but he ran things here. The Bacelli crew had been in this town all his life and even before that. His father had been the Boss, had run this town and made it what it was, and Joey had no plans to let some back alley group of wannabe mobsters take that away. He took a sip from his coffee and stared out at the people walking back and forth on the sidewalk below.

His apartment was in the heart of the city, and although he loved Bourbon, there were more times than not he just needed to get away and clear his head. He was ruthless, and he wouldn’t change that for anything, but that also didn’t mean it didn’t chip away at his humanity. Sometimes getting his head on straight to think clearer made him a better leader, and one that could handle the brutality of the life he led.



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