The Good Side of Wrong – Blurred Lines Read Online Jenika Snow

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Forbidden, Taboo, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 65210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
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I heard the deep rumble of Judge Wilcox shouting just beyond my office doors.

“Do you know who I am?” he roared out.

My secretary murmured something inaudible.

“I don’t give a shit if I need an appointment to see his arrogant ass. I’m talking to the bastard now.”

I leaned back in my chair, giving it three… two… one.

The double doors burst open, and I grinned at the judge, who stormed inside. His face was ruddy, his anger tangible.

“You bastard,” he cursed, spit flying out of his mouth.

He didn’t bother shutting the door and Lisa, my secretary, came bustling in, looking flustered. She was frantic as she looked between me and the judge.

I waved her off, letting her know without words that I didn’t need the police called. I could handle this fucker myself.

“Please, Lisa, shut the door for me.” My voice was even and clear, my focus on Martin.

He was huffing and puffing, his nostrils flaring, his face growing redder by the second. He was getting pissed, and I held my hands out.

“What can I do for you, Martin?” It took him a moment before he answered. I could see him trying to gather his composure, telling himself that he knew who I was, what I was capable of. He needed to tread lightly. Carefully.

But he was an arrogant fool. He thought he was above rules, the law. He thought he was above my wrath.

“You severely injured my son. He had to go to the ER for a broken nose. They couldn’t believe his jaw hadn’t been fractured.”

I tsked. “I’ll have to perfect my aim next time.”

Martin’s face got redder. “His left hand was crushed, and you broke two of his fingers on his right. He won’t be able to play ball. And they don’t know if he has permanent nerve damage.”

I kept my expression blank. Because if I didn’t, I’d let all that rage for that little piece of shit wash through me all over again. I’d find myself back at that party, seeing him accost Persephone.

And then that would have me hunting the bastard down and finishing what I started.

“Your son made a mistake.” I leaned forward in my chair, bracing my forearms on the table. “A really big fucking mistake I corrected.” I didn’t hide the venom in my voice. I let Martin feel it surround me.

And at least the bastard had the sense to take a step back.

“You crossed the line, Cronus. You think you’re untouchable, but you can be hurt. I’ll make sure of that before you take your last breath.”

I smirked. He knew he couldn’t do shit to me. And the law? The law worked for me, not the other way around. Of course, I didn’t say any of that. I didn’t need to. He knew. He was just trying to exert his dominance when he knew damn well I’d have his ass submitting so fast he wouldn’t know what hit him.

Martin knew fully that when push came to shove, I had a hell of a lot more power than he did.

“Your son is a motherfucker. He needed to be taught some manners. And so I did that.” I pointed my finger at the bastard, unable to hold back my anger. “He put his hands on Persephone. I won’t fucking stand for that. I don’t give a shit who you are, who he’s connected to. You touch what’s mine and I will break you.”

He took a step forward, the ballsy asshole. I lifted an eyebrow, impressed that he was letting his anger control common sense and his survival instincts. I had a gun in a holster strapped to my side. I didn’t need it.

No, I much preferred to do the damage with my bare hands. Maybe a knife if I was feeling creative.

I slowly stood, bracing my hands on the table and leaning forward.

“You have something else to say?” I crooked my finger, urging him forward. “Come closer, Martin. Tell me so I can hear you better.” I had too much against him, so much incriminating evidence to put him away for life.

But he wouldn’t last in prison. He put too many of those men in there. They’d be salivating to settle the score.

“Let’s make one thing clear. You need me more than I need you. You’re expendable.” I walked around the desk and saw him swallow.

I slipped my hands into the pockets of my slacks and watched him. I liked seeing Martin become uneasy, not expecting what my next move would be.

“If Trevor puts his hands on Persephone again, if he even looks at her...Hell, Martin, if I find out he thought about her, I don’t care who he is, or where he’s at. I will hunt him down and I will destroy him.”

I leaned in close and saw his fear and anger mix.

“Think you forgot who you’re talking to—”



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