Unleash Me, Vol. 2 (Unleash Me, Annihilate Me Series) by Christina Ross Read Free Book Online

me.   I
glared up at him.  
    “ Are you
seriously going to stand there and lie in front of me? ” I asked.  
    “ The only one
lying here is you, lady. ”
    I stood up and confronted him.   Nobody called me a liar — ever.   I might not be as big as he was, but my
fury was larger, and in a way, that put us on an equal level.   I noticed Cutter and another man
stepping closer to us, and I regretted it.   I wanted to tell Boss off on my own without feeling as if I needed backup.   But that was their jobs.   I got it.   So, I sucked it up.
    “ Let ’ s cut to it, cookie, ” I said.   “ I
called the police on you last night for good reason.   There are records of that reason.   You slapped my clutch out of my hand and
I felt threatened by you when you did it.   You ’ re three
times my size, for God ’ s
sake — what would
you have done next?   Strike me? ”
    “ Seriously? ” he asked.
    “ I don ’ t know you, Marco.   I don ’ t know what you ’ re
capable of beyond what I ’ ve
observed.   And after last night,
what I do know about you is that you are capable of some kind of violence. ”
    He moved to speak, but I held up a finger, and cut him short.   “ Don ’ t lie.   Don ’ t do it.   Right now, the truth about what you did is written all over your face,
which some cultures would suggest you need to save right now.   We both know that you did it.   I reported it to the police.   It ’ s on record.    So is this — you
don ’ t do sloppy well,
Marco.   Before you lashed out at me
for not agreeing to get into your damned limousine, you were wavering on the
sidewalk.   You were angry and
unfocused.   You looked enraged and
out of it.   At that moment, those
three martinis were hitting you hard and having their way with you.   You were drunk. ”
    “ I never had
three martinis, Lisa. ”
    “ Oh, please — another lie.   So, how about this, Marco?   Because of your size and your looks, you ’ re a difficult man to forget.   I wonder what we ’ d hear if we asked Julian ’ s bartender if he remembers serving you those martinis
last night.   I think there ’ s a solid chance that he
would remember, especially since you kept ordering them back-to-back.   Do you want to take that chance?   We can certainly set up a meeting and
see what the man says.   But we
already know what he ’ ll
say, don ’ t we?   Your lies would catch up with you.   You ’ d lose.   And
you ’ d look even more
ridiculous than you do now. ”
    “ Oh, my, ” Blackwell said with
enthusiasm.   “ No amateur, she. ”   She
reached beside her for a glass that was filled with ice, popped a cube into her
mouth, and bit down hard on it with a crackling crunch.   “ Ice
is my popcorn, and this is the main event.   Please, Lisa, do go on.   If
nothing else, this is, after all, a festive takedown. ”
    I turned to Boss.   “ Finally, you also lied to
Julian West, as he ’ ll
attest.   You tried to sell my book
to him without even once mentioning that you were radically changing it.   I don ’ t lie.   I
felt that West deserved to know the truth, even if it meant I ’ d be losing a seven-figure
option.   Money doesn ’ t matter that much to me,
Marco.   Being an honest person does,
which probably is making that thick head of yours spin right now.   When he learned what you had planned for
the book was when he went off on you.   And since he ’ s
friends with Alex, I think Julian would be happy to recount how that little
exchange between you two went down.   I recall that is was as ugly as it was cutting, but maybe you were too
drunk to remember.   I have to
wonder.   But if there ’ s a liar in this room, I
can assure you that it ’ s
not me.   It ’ s you. ”  
    “ Well, ” Blackwell said with a
clap of her hands.   “ That was epic. ”
    “ Whatever, ” Boss said.   “ She
can ’ t prove any of
it. ”
    “ Actually, I
believe that she just mapped out