Adina Falling (Threads of Fate) by Melissa Brodsky Read Free Book Online

shit about you.” He laughed, raising his hand again as though he were going to repeat the slap.
    “Tell me what you want and then get the fuck out of my house, Michael.” I warned, I felt my fangs start to protrude and it wasn’t desire coaxing them.
    He laughed again, “Have I angered the great Adina LaCroix, bestselling author and Queen of Blow Jobs?”
    I wasn’t going to fall into this trap he was setting, “Get to your point, Michael.”
    “My point? I thought I had made that perfectly clear, Adina. Xander Stark is a no-no. You are to go nowhere near him. Is that clear enough for you to understand?” He spoke smoothly but I caught an undercurrent in his voice, one that soothed me. He was mortally afraid.
    All I could do was open-mouthed gape at him, think deer-in-headlights. I knew nothing about Xander Stark except that he met my mother; she liked him so she gave him my number, which he used in order to ask me on a simple date. I didn’t know who he was, what he did or where he was from. In fact, I had no idea how I would even recognize him on Friday and I would potentially be wandering around the restaurant in search of a single man waiting on a blind date. It was clear, however, that Michael knew exactly who Xander Stark was. And there was something about Xander Stark that scared the shit out of the Michael Diamante. Seeing Michael this scared, even though he was masking his fear with anger, did something to sequester my own terrors that surfaced in the presence of this man.
    Suddenly, for the first time since I had known him, the chills Michael evoked from me left my body. It was a weight that had lifted, I was freed. I wasn’t terrified anymore. Because there was actually someone, for some reason, that frightened the piss out of him. It showed a weakness I had never witnessed before. He became almost…human. I had to look down at the ground to keep from laughing in his face.
    I had no doubt that he was deadly and he would make good on his word. But I didn’t need to live in dread of him anymore. There was a bigger ant out there waiting to squash him all over the cement.
    As I sat on my hand and crossed my fingers underneath my butt, a silly old superstition used when telling lies, I nodded “Yes, Michael. I understand. You took time out of your very busy to pay me a visit in person, to inform me that I am not to go anywhere near this person named Xander Stark. You are using scare tactics and insults to try to intimidate me into doing what you want. Yes, Michael. I completely understand.” I kept my tone as even as possible. I wanted Michael to leave and the only way to make that happen was to look right into his face and lie.
    Really, the only thought running through my mind was that my curiosity had been officially piqued. I needed to know more about this Xander Stark and what it was about him that had Michael in a panic.
    Besides, an enemy of my ex-husbands was definitely someone that needed to be a dear friend of mine.

Michael left as abruptly as he had shown up. Something must have made him feel very threatened to lure him out of hiding. He lived everywhere else but Michigan which was perfectly fine with me. I enjoyed not having to randomly run into him like I have with so many other lovers. Except, my other lovers were generally kind and oh-so-normal, which could have explained why I hadn’t kept any of them around for very long.
    He glared at me one final time before slamming the door behind him. I watched as he flew off back to whatever pit of Hell he came from. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that some of us are able to fly. I can but not for long distances. A day trip to New York is totally doable but Paris is another story. At any rate, I prefer using my car for transportation, it’s much more comfortable. And there is no chance of getting bugs caught between my teeth.
    Questioning my desire to make a trip to the mall, I had lost that shopping lovin’ feeling; instead I paced the length of