Heart of Money (Alpha Billionaire Bad Boy Romance Thriller) by Lydia Sky Read Free Book Online Page B

wiped the blood from his lips, and then attempted to charge Brad in an all-out tackle. Brad spun to the right and Caught Daniel with his muscular arms, and then slung him into the vicious morning tide. He coughed and choked on the water then spit it out as he crawled to his feet shakily. Grasping onto his stomach, he let out a big gasp and then spit some more salt water out, “Fuck this, it’s over. I’m done.”
    “You sure?” Brad’s eyes widened.
    “Yeah.”
    “Well I’m not.” Brad charged Dan and rammed into him, the both of them toppling into the water like cliff divers. Fists were thrown and knuckles crashed against jawbones. Two minutes later both men stood shakily and walked out of the water.
    “It’s not over, Brad my boy. Tell your girl about your dirty business tactics. Tell her the truth, because she deserves to know. Either way, you’re fucked once she actually gets to know you.”
    Brad slugged Daniel in the stomach causing him to double over as his face contorted into a sickened grimace of pain. A vein bulged out of his forehead as he lifted his face and stared into my eyes. His mouth opened to speak but was silenced by another blow from Brad in the same spot. Ribs sounded like they were cracking as he dropped to his knees and fell face first into the water. Brad picked him up frantically and dragged him to the shore then dropped him on his back. Daniel groaned and then began to crawl down the beach on all fours before finally managing to stand to his feet and give one last look back toward us.
    I stepped off the boat, finally feeling like I wasn’t frozen with shock. As I walked slowly towards Brad I felt almost hesitant, scared. He was breathing heavily with his arms resting on his knees, hunched over and staring in the direction of Daniel, “Are you… Alright?” I asked.
    His gaze shifted to me, his eyes blazing and his chest thumping in ravenous breasts. He looked like a wild animal who’d been disturbed by a noise. Then his eyes softened and he forced a smile, “Yeah, sweetie.”
    “I think you hurt him pretty bad.”
    “I don’t like hurting people, but sometimes it has to be done.”
    “Do you think it’s over?”
    “He’s psychotic. I doubt it. I’m sorry this happened; I wish we’d gone someplace else. I have homes all over the country.”
    I caressed his back gently, “No. I just don’t want you to get hurt or be stressed anymore. Let’s forget about that punk and ignore him if he comes around anymore, okay honey?”
    “I hope you don’t think I’m some kind of aggressive dickhead.” His eyes shifted to me, his breathing steadied.
    “I don’t.”
    “When I’m threatened, I tend to react violently. It’s just instinctively.”
    “Can I tell you something about it?”
    “Shoot.” He rasped.
    “It… Turned me on.” I bit my lip and looked down at my feet bashfully.
    “Did it?”
    “Yeah. Why don’t you take me back to the bedroom and pamper me , as that loser said so eloquently.”
    “Ah, that… Yeah, I can do that. How about I call my private chopper and have them fly us twenty feet away to the house?” He joked.
    “That’s not necessary. I wasn’t talking about with money. I was talking about with your big cock.”
     
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    Two minutes later we were scrambling through the back porch door. Brad’s hands were tearing my clothes off and mine were doing the same to him. I ran my nails softly up and down his chiseled abs and then felt him push me backwards onto the couch. He pulled my jeans off and quickly lunged forward with an open mouth that pressed against my pussy. A long tongue slid out and began to work its way up and down my already dripping wet cunt. Back and forth, left and right, up and down. Oh god he knew how to work that tongue.
    “You like that?” His voice rasped.
    I could barely keep my eyes open it felt so good. I looked him up and down, his mouth open slightly, his jawline chiseled, and his eyes beating into me with a fiery