Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 69328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
“What?” She couldn’t even think straight. Killer was out there. The one man who made her feel like a sexy woman and she’d hurt him deeply by keeping her married state a secret. There was no way Killer was ever going to forgive her. She tried to pull away from him, but he kept coming back making it hard for her to forget about him. Kelsey loved him. How was she ever going to mend the damage she caused?
“The Skulls are popular, and so is your man, the one lurking about outside. I heard about what was going on down here. For so long you’ve lived the quiet life of a dental nurse. Your excitement level is nil. Then I heard about Killer and your budding relationship. I hate to be ignored, Kelsey. We’ve got a deal, and I expect you to live up to it.” He cupped her cheek, and she pulled away from him and his touch.
“This is why you’ve come? To make sure I don’t find another man to fall for?” Kelsey left the kitchen trying to put as much space between them as possible.
Michael simply followed her, and she wished she’d bought a bigger house. She didn’t know the first clue about the man she married, and she didn’t care about him either. Love or any kind of feeling hadn’t entered their equation.
“I’ve kept an eye on you for a long time, Kelsey. Regardless of what you think I do care about you, in my own way, even if you were a means to an end.”
Shaking her head, she stared at him as he leaned against the wall. “You mean I let you screw whatever you want without causing problems?”
“You were not in any position to cause problems. This is a matter of business, Kelsey. You’ll stay my wife and stick to our contract. I don’t give a fuck about the man in your life, but you won’t be together,” Michael said.
His response angered her.
“What do you know about The Skulls? Why are you here?”
“You’re not wearing your ring,” he said, pointing at her hand.
“I never wear it.” Fisting her palm, she thought about the last time she had worn the wedding band. They’d gotten married and he offered to take her away on a honeymoon, which she declined. When she got home, she stored the ring away in her jewelry box. She’d not taken it out since, not even to sell the damn thing.
Michael lifted his hand up, showing her clearly the gold band she paid for glinting on his finger.
“So, you finally put it on. It doesn’t mean anything.”
He stepped close once again, removing the band from his finger. “Actually, I wear it all the time.”
She saw from the lack of tan along with the ring mark that he indeed wore it all the time.
“You screw everything,” she said.
“So, what man wouldn’t?”
Michael was not for her. He may wear the wedding band she gave him, but they would never be anything other than on paper. She didn’t care about the women he was with and never would.
Heart racing she stared at the band then at him. “I know nothing about you.”
“We’re married, and I’m not going to let you be taken from me, Kelsey.” Again he pushed some hair off her face. Every move he made seemed precise. She didn’t trust him one bit. “I know enough about The Skulls and about your man to know I’ve got a fight. I’m not going to let you leave me, and I’ve never backed down from a fight.”
Before she could stop him, Michael leaned down, claiming her lips. She froze. His lips were hard and unyielding. Her body didn’t respond either to his kiss or to his closeness. She’d never liked him. Michael wasn’t even trying. She saw through his act.
Killer.
He broke the kiss first. “I see I’m going to have to pick my game up.”
“Leave Fort Wills,” she said, wanting him gone.
“No, you promised me a lifetime of marriage. You signed the document my lawyers drafted.”
Kelsey frowned, watching him walk toward the front door. “What the fuck are you talking about?” She hated swearing and rarely did, but Michael’s words confused her.
“When you signed the pre-nuptial agreement you didn’t read it, did you?”
She’d read it, hadn’t understood a word and figured there was nothing there to hurt her. At the time she hadn’t been able to afford a lawyer to help her.
“No, I didn’t read it at all.”
Michael chuckled. “Honey, you should have read it. You agreed to be my wife until either you or I die.”
“Nothing like that can be written down.”
“Really? I got it down, and you agreed with it. You divorce me, Kelsey, and I will make yours and your man’s life hard. He’s a wanted criminal, you know. Anyway, I’ve got to go. I’ll be at the hotel just outside of town if you want to talk more.”