Unlawful Seizure (Filthy Florida Alphas #1) Read Online Jordan Marie

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, BDSM, Biker, Dark, Erotic, Insta-Love, Mafia, MC, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Filthy Florida Alphas Series by Jordan Marie
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Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
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“I thought you had no interest in leaving? I believe you told us to fuck off when we asked for help.”

“I’ve changed my mind, and since I didn’t rat your asses out, I figure I did my part.”

“This is where we disagree. I think you owe a little more than that,” the guy says, as he moves his hand to my cheek and wrenches my face up. It hurts and tears sting my eyes. My nails bite into the thick, muscled arm of Max.

That’s when I see the Max who committed the murder. His hands move so fast; it’s a blur. He grabs the other guy by the neck and slams him hard against the wall. The guy’s feet are a good two inches from the ground. Max brings his face in close to the other guy, and his voice is so cold, chills run through my body. It feels as if the air around me has dropped a good twenty degrees. Max is that deadly now.

“In what fucking universe did you think it was okay to touch what is mine, Hernandez?”

“Easy, Gringo. Easy! I was just playing. No harm, no foul.”

“Wrong. You put your hands on my property. The way I look at it, now you owe me, asshole.”

I watch as he wraps one of his hands around the guy’s neck. I remember reading in his files exactly how he killed the other man. My stomach rolls with the knowledge. I can tell by the way the man gasps that Max is applying pressure. I want to tell him to stop. I’m scared. I’m not sure what to do. The other man’s face is starting to turn blue.

“Max…” I whisper, starting to reach out to him and get him to stop.

He lets go and steps back. The other man holds his neck and gasps for air.

“I’ll be using that tunnel now,” Max says, and the guy doesn’t answer. I’m not sure he can. He nods and steps to the side. That seems to satisfy Max, and he grabs my arm and pulls me further into hell. I follow on weak legs.

Heaven help me, I follow.

I don’t talk to the woman as we make our way to the tunnel. Hernandez’s crew that is on the outside bribed some guards into getting them the tools needed to make a tunnel through the back of the prison. The tunnel exits against the security fence that surrounds the prison. The men arranged it so their buddies would disable the fence’s electric charge, and the wire would be cut enough for a person to slide through.

I have no idea why Hernandez and the others aren’t already breathing fresh air instead of racking up more time and a possible death penalty to what they already have marked against them. There’s no fixing stupid; if life has taught me one thing—it would be that.

“Wait a minute,” the woman says coming to a stop in front of the tunnel opening. She has a sexy body, and her voice makes my dick want more, but she’s starting to grate on my nerves. Does she have no survival instincts? I breathe out loudly, to show her my frustration.

“Lady, we have maybe three or four minutes before all hell breaks loose, and this tunnel will be filled with some of the filthiest assholes you will ever come across. I might have contained Hernandez, but if he gets his buddies with him, you have to know they will get you. Now either move your ass or prepare to be gangbanged by men who haven’t had their hands on a woman in years, let alone one that looks like you. Your choice, but I’m not sticking around for the party.”

I walk into the tunnel and hope she wises up enough to follow me. Contrary to what I just said, I won’t leave her, but I sure as hell don’t want to carry her out of here either. She must decide that I am serious because, after a few minutes, I hear her behind me.

“Wait up, Mr. Kincaid. Please? I…I well…you see…”

“Spit it out, lady.”

“I have a slight fear of dark, narrow places.”

I rub the back of my neck to release some of the tension gathering there. I wouldn’t even be in this situation had she not shown up. I’m starting to think I would have done better if I had taken her out through the front and let the cops waiting on the other side shoot me.

“A slight fear?”

“Okay. Gigantic. Enormous. Epic proportions. Like if you make me walk through this tunnel, I will most likely die half way through from fright. People can die from fear, you know. I watched a documentary once. Did you know that in some cases a person’s hair can turn white?”

“Are you telling me that your slight fear of dark, narrow places is bigger than your fear of being gang raped by ten or fifteen of the state’s worst convicted felons on record?”



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