Ariel’s Duke (Silver Spoon Underworld #2) Read Online Loni Ree

Categories Genre: Insta-Love, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: Silver Spoon Underworld Series by Loni Ree

Total pages in book: 15
Estimated words: 13796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 69(@200wpm)___ 55(@250wpm)___ 46(@300wpm)

Bruno Revello believes he’s immune to the Silver Spoon Falls water but Karma is about to teach the mafia underboss that he can’t avoid his destiny.

Lucky for me, I’m immune to the Silver Spoon Falls matchmaking water. I’ve been watching all my business associates fall victim to its effects, swearing it will never happen to me. Little do I know, Karma already has me in her sights.
A relaxing Saturday at my private retreat nearly turns deadly when a bear knocks me overboard. An actual black bear. When a curvy little siren saves me from certain death, the beauty steals my heart in the process. To my horror, my little savior disappears before I’m able to discover her identity.
Thank God, Karma hasn’t finished meddling in my life. I find my curvy little siren walking along side the road and see the perfect opportunity to keep her. Whether it’s against her will or not is up to Ariel.
I’m going to offer her a very lucrative position, and Ariel has a choice to make. Either she can become my mob princess willingly or I’ll have to resort to other means to convince her. Very pleasurable means.
Either way, it’s going to be a wild ride.
If you like billionaire, mafia, curvy girl, older man younger woman, light rom-com this Loni Ree short instalove is the book for you!
A new “family” is coming to Silver Spoon Falls, TX.

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Chapter 1


There was some creative photography going on in the rental brochure, I think to myself as I stare at the cabin I’ve rented for the next two months.

“Let me show you how to get the old heater going.” Mary Jones, the Cabins ‘R Us leasing agent in Silver Spoon Falls, sticks her head in the door and smiles at me. “Just in case we have a cool night.”

I follow her to the closet at the back of the small cabin and shudder when I see the ancient black stove-looking thingy. God, I hope I don’t need to use that thing. “You know what.” I glance over at Mary. “I have heavy sweaters and an electric throw if it gets too cold.”

“If you’re sure?” Relief flashes through her eyes. I’ve been talking and messaging her for weeks, and she’s nothing like I’d imagined. I was picturing a middle-aged grandmotherly type, not a fifty-something woman with pink hair and flashy jewelry.

“Very sure.” I glance around the room, telling myself this will all work out. After my college graduation, I decided to take the summer off on a whim. I happened to drive through the small Texas town and felt something calling to me that I couldn’t resist—a crazy need to stay here.

For the last five years, I’ve been working two jobs and going to school full-time to earn my degree in forensic accounting. I figured it was time for me to take a little break. I have a healthy savings account, and three job offers to decide between. Once I begin my new career, I won’t have the ability to take an extended vacation for quite a while. “Thank you for taking the time to come out and show me everything. I’m sure I can figure out the rest.” I hope the chatty agent gets the hint and leaves so I can unpack and relax. “I’m going to take a hot shower and get to bed early,” I add when she doesn’t seem to be heading for the door.

My heart drops when she mutters under her breath, “Lukewarm shower.” As she heads for the front door, Mary turns to me. “One more thing.” I should’ve known there would be one more thing. “There’s a neighbor on the other side of the trees lining the back property line. He’s a recluse who hates to have his privacy interrupted.” She shrugs. “Over the years, we’ve had a few renters run into him, and he isn’t very nice. It’s better just to avoid him altogether.”

“You don’t have to worry about me,” I reassure Mary. “I’m here for privacy myself.” The jerk next door is the least of my worries.

After Mary leaves, I change the sheets on the bed. I mean, you can never be too careful about who used them last. Then I take a barely warm shower and pull on my comfy sweats. The new Cassia Murphy cowboy romance book I picked up at the cute little bookstore in Silver Spoon Falls is calling my name.

I wake up to sun peaking in the thin curtains and realize I passed out last night before I even read one page. Oh well, I’ll try again later after I explore a little.

It takes me a couple of hours, but I manage to unpack my kitchen supplies and get them stored away in the tiny pantry.

After a quick breakfast, I decide to take a little hike and check out my surroundings. I’m making my way through some thick brush when I notice a small lake with a dock on one side and a beach with real sand on the other. Glancing around, I see a man standing on the dock with a fishing pole in his hand. I squint to get a better look and feel my girly parts wake up as I stare at a specimen of male beauty.

From this distance, it’s hard to tell but I’d say he’s somewhere around thirty-five. And freaking hot as heck. He’s wearing a white t-shirt stretched across his muscular chest and black nylon basketball shorts with a very impressive bulge sticking out the front of them. As he casts his line, I watch his forearm muscles flex and nearly melt onto the hard Texas ground. An intricate tattoo runs up his forearmunder his shirt sleeve that draws my attention, causing me to wonder what the entire tattoo looks like. This man is definitely not what I’d envisioned when Mary told me about my reclusive next-door neighbor.

A loud roar interrupts my inspection of the hottie, and I glance to the side and gasp. Am I really seeing this? My mouth falls open as I watch a huge black bear vault across the wooden dock and jump on the hottie’s back. Oh, man. I take off in a dead run watching the two of them fight for the fish on the end of the man’s fishing pole. Before I reach the edge of the lake, the man falls into the water with his angry bear competitor on top of him. I’m not really sure what I’m going to do to help him, but I’ll figure that out later.