To Keep (The Circle of Monsters #1) Read Online Sam Crescent, Stacey Espino

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Mafia Tags Authors: , Series: Stacey Espino
Series: The Circle of Monsters Series by Sam Crescent
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Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 41985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 210(@200wpm)___ 168(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
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That death had been a lot of fun.

So had the men who’d been using the poor girl.

Galen made sure she was taken care of. She had wanted for nothing. The only person in the world who he believed was a saint. She spent a lot of time praying. That foster mom had fucked up her head, or maybe it had been him. He hadn’t exactly killed in private. She’d witnessed their deaths.

He came to a stop when the hairs on the back of his neck seemed to rise up. Something was happening.

Turning left and right, he assessed the men and women going about their business. Within seconds, he spotted two men that were out of place. Their suits gave them away and then the way they carried themselves. They didn’t even attempt to blend in. They were sloppy in their approach, and their too-tight suit jackets highlighted that they carried weapons. Fucking amateurs.

Seeing them there, ready to take his kill from him, only made him angry. They’d been double-crossed somehow and he’d been up before sunrise planning this shit for nothing.

He beat them into the cheap hotel and closed the distance to his target’s door, slamming his fist against it. “Room service.”

“I didn’t order room service. Go away.”

Galen shook his head. Who the fuck was this woman?

He slammed his hand against the door, attempting not to attract any kind of attention. No one knew what he looked like, only Viko would have been able to spot him in the crowd.

The lock of the door flicked open, and he wanted to throttle the little bitch. Didn’t she know anything about safety? She knew her life was on the line and yet she opened the door to him anyway.

The moment the knob twisted, he forced his way inside. She opened her mouth as if to scream and he covered it with his hand, pushing the door shut. He twisted Skye around so that her back was pressed against his body. “If you so much as whisper, I’ll slit your throat.”

It wasn’t exactly the best way to get the woman on his team. This was fucked.

“Keep quiet and stay still.”

To help him think, he covered her nose and mouth and listened.

Skye wanted to breathe, though, so she fought him, but he heard what he needed to. Releasing her mouth, he threw Skye and himself across the room, pushing her out of the way and using the bed as some coverage. Pulling out his Glock, where he had it stuffed in his pants, he was ready as the door crashed open.

Guns at the ready, the two men charged inside.

Galen shot the first one between the eyes. A nice clean shot, and he fell to the floor within seconds. The next guy panicked. Firing off his weapon, with two shots this time, Galen killed him.

It was an insult with how damn sloppy they were. None of this contract made any sense.

He grabbed a whimpering Skye, wrapped his fingers tight around her arm, and hauled her up off the floor. Tears fell down her face and she looked a nervous wreck. He thought about tiny Adele from so long ago, how shaken she’d been, but she hadn’t been afraid of him. He’d been her savior. To this woman, he was a monster.

“Shut the fuck up before I give you a reason to cry. Let’s get one thing straight. Until my boss says otherwise, you’re alive and staying that way. We’ve got to make it out of here without causing a fuss. Do you think you can handle that?” he asked. “Or do I need to knock you out?”

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What was with these people?

Skye didn’t understand how anyone could be so … mean, so cruel. Death wasn’t easy or normal to live with. It was painful and scary. There were two men dead on the hotel room floor, blood pooling around them, and she knew they’d come from her employer by the way they were dressed. He had a code of dress that every single person had to abide by.

Memories from last night played in her head, coming back in a rush. All the blood, the adrenaline, the fear.

She should have known the job was too good to be true. A great salary along with a live-in position. She didn’t need to find a place to stay or be worried about making it to work each morning. The tight security should have told her everything she needed to know. At the time, she figured she was working for someone important, maybe a political figure. Nope. For the past year she’d been working for a criminal.

“Please don’t kill me,” she said.

“I’m not going to kill you. My car is parked out there. We need to make it without alerting the authorities or anyone else. I’m here to protect you but I can’t do that if you’re drawing attention to us. Got it?”



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