Jordan's Redemption: Bad Boy Mafia Dark Romance book (The Generals' Sons 2) by Veronica Cane Read Free Book Online Page B

in a very cold tone, clearly ignoring Marcus flirtatious tone.
    "What can you suggest for us? My friends have just arrived from the homeland."
    "Then I'm sure they would appreciate a totally different food, don’t you think? The restaurant in front has an amazing barbecue that I'm sure they would love." She replied, even colder.
    "Now, now, mamita, I'm sure your boss wouldn’t be very pleased with that, do you think?" Marcus teased her, but Jordan was able to sense the threat behind his friend's tone, and apparently so did the woman. She sighed and started to read the menu for them.
    They all ordered and she left immediately.
    "The food must be really good because the server clearly would like to pour some cyanide on your meal." Jordan teased his friend.
    "Oh, she's just playing hard to get. They all do and sooner or later they give in." Marcus dismissed the possibility, with a cynical grimace.
    "Yes, you're probably right," Jordan said, with a half-smile.
    "I know I'm right. This one is just playing a bit longer than the others."
    "Maybe I should try. Maybe she'll like me better." Jordan suggested, returning the favor to his friend.
    "There's no need for you to do that. I'll introduce you to a few of the most beautiful women I know in town. I'm sure you'll be able to find someone interesting."
    "Yes, of course."
    The waitress returned with their drinks and a few appetizers. "The food won't be long. Enjoy your meal." She said in a very automated tone, as she turned around to leave. Marcus stretched his arm and stopped her from leaving, pulling her to his side. 
    "Now, there's no need to rush away. I want to introduce you to my friends." He said with an ironic tone. "Guys, this is Mariah. Mariah, these are Jordan and Wilson. They have just arrived from Caracas."
    "Yeah, yeah, sure, nice meeting you. Now, can I go? I have work to do." She said, not even deigning to look at them, her eyes locked on Marcus, with a curious look on her face.
    Marcus frowned, but let her go.
    "She's quite something," Jordan said, poking his friend. It was good seeing other men struggling with their woman.
    "I should send her over to Ivan. I'm sure he would train her perfectly." Marcus replied, with a self-mocking grimace.
    "Yes, but he would kill that feisty spirit." Jordan pointed, and an image of Ashley crossed his mind. Was he really willing to put her in another man's hands? Nothing less than a slaver? He shook his head and pushed those thoughts deep in his mind.
    The rest of the night was fun, they ate, drank and danced. They returned to Marcus' place in the middle of the night and Jordan went straight to bed, hoping he would fell asleep instantly. But after over an hour, rolling in bed, he gave up. He needed her, even if it meant to fight her through it all.
    Cursing, he got up and strode out of the room to her cell. He needed her.
    He opened the door, slamming it against the wall and turned on the light.
    She had been sleeping in the bed and with the noise, she jumped out of the bed and faced him, her breath fast. "What are you doing here?" she spurted through gritted teeth.
    His smile was a crooked one, and he crossed his arms over his chest, all of a sudden, feeling all his restlessness fading away.
    "You know what I'm doing here. I'm here to pick up what's mine." He answered, sarcastic.
    "Don’t you dare, do you hear me? I'll tear this house down with my shouts if you dare to touch me." She snarled at him, but he just laughed, before he closed the distance between them and grabbed both her hand behind her back with one of his and grabbed her chin with the other, muffling her cries with his mouth, kissing her deep, putting all his passion and need into it, making her surrender to him. Slowly, he pushed her against the wall near them, releasing her hands and cradling her face in his hands, deepening the kiss, taking possession of every inch of her mouth and lips.
     
    Ashley couldn’t believe this man's nerves. Did he really expect her