Sexual Deception (New Adult Interracial Romance, Bad for You Series Vol #1)

Sexual Deception (New Adult Interracial Romance, Bad for You Series Vol #1) by Kenya Wright Read Free Book Online

Book: Sexual Deception (New Adult Interracial Romance, Bad for You Series Vol #1) by Kenya Wright Read Free Book Online
Authors: Kenya Wright
cared enough to get the police to investigate, there would be a chance that someone would realize that the last place she'd been seen was my gallery.
    So my plan was to keep her alive for now.
    But why does Miguel want you gone?
    I lived this long around bad guys by answering the questions that came from my gut twisting into confusion. I didn't get why Miguel needed her dead, and why he'd put Julio in charge to do it.
    Melody possessed too much of a brain to be taken down by Julio. She also boasted an enchanting face, luscious body, and broadcasted a powerful swagger that no man or woman could deny. Add the fact that she'd managed to destroy Julio's men and get their corpses to his doorstep without waking him up or getting the attention of witnesses and you had the ingredients for the perfect killer. If Miguel met her, then he’d want her. When it came to women, we fell for the same type. It was a regular joke between us.
    I don't see Miguel even considering murdering her unless she'd done something to him personally. But why have Julio be in charge of it? Anyone who knew her and Julio, would know Julio never had a chance. Did Miguel really want to kill her, or was he simply trying to scare her? I better not murder her until I find out more information.
    The noise of forks hitting dishes and the smacking of lips filled the space.
    After several seconds, she dabbed a napkin at her mouth. “This is good.”
    “Of course it is.” I sipped my wine. “I made it.”
    “Miguel never bragged about your cooking.”
    “That's because he doesn't know me. He just pays me.” I set my glass down.
    “I hate to admit it, but this might be the best spaghetti I've ate.”
    “You didn't have a grandma or mom that made it better?”
    Orphan, adopted, or broken home? Who are you Melody?
    “No one cooked this good.”
    Nice, vague answer.
    “Too bad. Then here's my secret. The key is in the garlic and tomatoes. I roasted large bulbs of garlic while I watched your wonderful undressing on video.” I might've touched myself too, but she didn't need to know that. “Once the bulbs were done, I made the sauce. That's the best part of the whole meal. It's made up of tomatoes, garlic, mushrooms, Parmesan, and my hidden ingredient.”
    “Did you masturbate when you watched me change?”
    “No.” But I was damn close. “By the time the garlic finished you'd already dressed, grabbed your gun, and waited for me in my office. I couldn't keep you sitting there for a long time, not when you and your body must've been as hungry as me and mine.”
    She rolled her eyes. “What's your secret ingredient?”
    “Everything about the person you kill is a clue. It's another puzzle in destroying the person,”
    Miguel would say as he taught me to clean my gun. “Even something as simple as the food he eats or the clothes he chooses to wear on a particular day. It all helps you get into his head and destroy him.”
    I smirked, wondering if her question was because Miguel taught her too or the fact that she attempted to distract me in word play as she figured out why the hell I had her up in my condo to begin with. “You promise not to tell anybody the secret ingredient, right?”
    “Of course. Your secret is safe with me.”
    “Blended sun dried tomatoes are fifty percent of the sauce. It makes the liquid so rich and thick.
    When tomatoes are dried, all the water is taken out of the fruit, so what you're left with is this sweet pulp.”
    She set the fork next to her bowl and scowled at me. “Why am I here?”
    “Don't you want to taste what I made for dessert first before we get into that?”
    She stood and traced the outline of her body with her hands. “I thought you would be hungry for the sweet treats I brought with me.”
    She slid her palms against the side of her breasts and then cupped those supple mounds. The urge to get up and take her ran through me. In my mind, she was an enemy. To my dick, she continued to remain a prospect for

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