Tied to Roman – Silver Spoon After Dark Read Online Loni Ree

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Billionaire, Contemporary, Erotic, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14352 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 72(@200wpm)___ 57(@250wpm)___ 48(@300wpm)
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Slade glances over at me with a raised eyebrow. “Have their background checks come back?”

“Yes, they’re all clean.” Squeaky clean in fact. Almost too goddamn clean. “Their manager messaged me yesterday asking if Riley August, the lead singer, could use one of his guest passes this weekend. They want the record exec representing them to accompany them Friday night.” To be safe, any guest must pass a background check and sign an ironclad NDA. “I’m waiting to get the information from her so I can do her background check.” I’m a fucking untrusting asshole and like to handle all the background checks.

I glance down and see I’ve got a new email. Ignoring Slade, I open the email and Raven Knightley’s photo pops up. I almost swallow my fucking tongue as my cock turns to stone in my pants. She’s fucking spectacular. Even the grainy photo doesn’t hide how breathtaking this woman is. Her jet-black hair has a slightly bluish tint that matches her sparkling cornflower-blue eyes. I enlarge the photo on my screen and stare at her delicate heart-shaped face. Her milky white skin looks incredibly soft. I never knew I had a thing for freckles, but the tiny dots running across her cheeks and nose turn me the fuck on. I adjust my cock while picturing myself running my tongue over each and every little dot.

I’m not sure where these crazy feelings are coming from, but I know in my soul that my world just imploded. This woman will be in my club on Friday, and I plan to tie her stunning ass to me for life shortly after that.

I spend the rest of the goddamn week thinking about Raven Knightley every waking moment and dreaming about her every night. By the end of the week, I’m at the end of my rope, and all my employees are avoiding the hell out of me.

Friday evening, anticipation cuts through me as I stare at the clock, waiting for the members of Sp*nked to arrive with my girl. If looking at the grainy, out-of-focus photo of her caused my blood to boil and my cock to turn to stone, I have no idea what meeting her in person will do. And I’m motherfucking ready to find out.

Our hostess, Alicia’s voice comes through the earbud in my right ear. “All of the band members except the lead singer and their guest have arrived.” Fucking hell. I got excited for a moment, but then her words dashed my hopes.

“Let me know when the rest of their party arrives,” I growl as disappointment cuts through me.

A while later, Alicia’s voice comes through again. “Mr. August and Ms. Knightley are here.” About fucking time.

Game on. I rub my hands together and head out to meet my future.

Chapter 3

Raven

I tug on the short black skirt, wondering why I let Candy talk me into wearing this tight leather torture device. Paired with the leather tube top, I look more like a high-priced escort than a record company executive. Pushing my exasperation aside, I turn to Riley and paste a fake smile on my face as we walk down the dark alley. “Are you sure we’re going to the right place?”

Hopefully, I’m not going to regret my decision to jump into this situation without back-up. My two brothers are back home, blissfully unaware of what I’m up to.

“The club is hidden in plain sight.” He pats my back, and I barely resist the urge to move away from him. Don’t get me wrong, Sp*nked’s lead singer is hot, but his touch leaves me completely cold. “The rest of the guys are meeting us inside.”

I’m not sure if that makes me feel better or worse. I had a video conference earlier with the entire band and their manager to discuss our proposal, but the band wouldn’t commit to anything before I accompanied them to the Sterling Rope tonight. It almost feels like they’re toying with me.

“Great.” I paste that professional, fake smile on my face, but I’m not sure he can even see it in the total dark around us.

We stop halfway down the alley, and Riley holds his watch up to a black glass pad on the wall. The door beeps and opens for us. I’ve only been in town for a few hours, but this club seems to fit in perfectly with the over-the-top wealthy town. We step into a smallish room, and a beautiful, very curvy blonde woman smiles at us. “Good evening. I’m Alicia, your hostess.” I almost feel overdressed compared to her. I expect the tight black dress she’s almost wearing to burst at the seams at any moment. I’m shocked and impressed that the club hostess isn’t some anorexic stick figure, and I’m insanely jealous at the quite expensive sky-high heels she’s wearing. I’ve wanted to buy a pair just like that for years, but I haven’t been able to splurge on shoes that cost more than my house payment.



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