Fall (Romanian Mob Chronicles Book 2) by Kaye Blue Read Free Book Online

disbelieving, and then, on a low growl, he swung wildly.
    I caught his fist, twisted his arm until I heard the sickening snap. He cried out and fell to his knees.
    “This is what you do? Rob women?” I asked, punctuating the question with a kick to his ribs, the feel of his chest caving against the weight of my kick, sending adrenaline coursing through my veins and filling me with satisfaction.
    He grunted and I kicked him again.
    “Sorin!”
    I turned at Esther’s cry and then ducked as the other lunged at me. I caught him with a punch to the stomach, slammed him to the ground and then delivered three swift kicks. Only Esther’s sharply inhaled breath stopped me. I turned to her again, saw the haunted look in her eyes.
    “Get the fuck out of here!” I yelled at the two boys. “Now!”
    They struggled to their feet and then set off, moving as fast as they could. I watched as they left, using the seconds to gather myself. When I finally turned and looked at Esther, her expression was one I’d never seen from her. It was closed off, flat, I had no idea what she was thinking. And worse, I found that it mattered. Very much so.
    Long moments passed until I grabbed her hand and started to walk again, tightening my grip when she tried to pull away, ignoring the twitch that hit me when she did, not wanting to acknowledge what it meant, wishing she was coming to me and not pulling away.
    The walk back to her house was so different than the one that had come before it. I could feel her wariness, her question, her confusion. But I didn’t address it, didn’t say anything until we reached her house, using the time to collect my thoughts and turn over the fact that I even cared how she was reacting.
    “Does that happen a lot?” I asked when she stood in front of her door.
    “Watching my…whatever you are beat the shit out of some dudes? Can’t say it does,” she said.
    Just as I’d suspected. She’d seen what I’d done as beating the shit out of two guys and not as what it truly was: protecting her. I’d need to make sure she understood, but first, I wanted to settle the matter of security. I narrowed my eyes at her and then shook my head. “People try to rob you?” I looked around, taking in the neighborhood with new eyes. She shrugged.
    “It’s the city. Depends.”
    “But guys like that, are they around much?”
    “Guys like that?” she asked with a little arch of her eyebrow, the unspoken like you ringing loud and clear.
    I nodded, but the reaction didn’t even hint at the feeling that roiled inside me. I didn’t like it, the judgment, the distance that I now felt.
    “Maybe a little more than usual. People have talked about different faces in the neighborhood. A few robberies, some car break-ins,” she said.
    I tucked that piece of information away for later. I’d have to talk to Vasile about it, see which clans were letting their young ones get out of control. I looked at Esther again and she crossed her arms over her chest, her body language telling me to stay away. A warning that I should have heeded, one that I should have welcomed. But I didn’t, not at all.
    She stiffened when I pulled her body to mine, but when I slanted my lips over hers, she opened. I slipped my tongue between her lips, kissed her until her breath came out in short little pants, and then I broke away. Her eyes were warm, but her brows were pulled down, her face tight.
    “What, Esther?” I said.
    “You broke that guy’s arm,” she said, brows dropping even further.
    “So?” I shrugged.
    “So?” she echoed. “That’s not normal.”
    “I’m not normal, Esther,” I said.
    She exhaled hard, thinned her lips into a grim line. “Thanks for breakfast, Sorin.”
    I had been dismissed.
    She hadn’t yet learned I wasn’t one to be dismissed. I grabbed her face between my hands and then kissed her slow, deep, hard, stroked my tongue against hers, fucked her mouth like I would have her pussy.
    When I broke away again, she