Sabotage – A Dark Enemies to Lovers Romance Read Online Shantel Tessier

Categories Genre: Angst, Dark, Erotic, Forbidden, Romance, Taboo Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72275 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
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I look over the house. I’ve never been in here before. There are not many decorations. White walls with white leather furniture. Light gray tiled floor. It’s got an open kitchen area to the left. But other than that, it’s more of a mancave.

Back in the right corner is a bed with one nightstand and a dresser. A pool table sits to the right with a dartboard on the wall and a set of stairs that leads to a loft. But it looks unfinished right now. The construction equipment that lays around confirms my thoughts.

Once I’ve looked at everything else in the room, my eyes finally fall to the guests. Alex stands with his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes on mine. Finn stands next to him, playing with his damn knife. Jenks stands to the far left of them, typing away on his phone. And then my eyes fall on the chair between them. Nate sits in it. He’s glaring at me.

I feel hands on my shoulders, and I jump.

“Calm down, princess.” Colt leans down and kisses my cheek. “Nate here has been talking about you tonight.”

“What was he saying?” Frowning, I ask Colt as if Nate isn’t right in front of me.

“That you’re a fucking whore,” Nate snaps. He goes to get out of the chair, but Alex grips his hair and forces him back down into the seat, making a growl come from his pursed lips. I realize his hands are behind his back when he shakes his upper body, trying to get loose with no success. They must have restrained him.

“I … I don’t understand,” I say, my hands shaking. “You were just trying to force me to leave with you.” I take a step closer to Nate.

Colt’s body stiffens. “He was?”

I nod, swallowing. “Yes. He grabbed my arm.” I hold it out, and just as I expected, there’s already a bruise forming where Nate had ahold of it. “He was trying to drag me out of the house. Said that we were leaving together.”

“That’s … interesting.” Colt gives a laugh that holds no humor.

“She’s lying!” Nate yells. “You’re going to believe her? She’s a fucking liar.”

Colt snorts, and his eyes meet mine. “Raylee is a lot of things, but she doesn’t lie. Do you, princess?”

I shake my head. “Why would I lie about that? I’ve been ignoring you. I told you it was over and that I want nothing to do with you.”

Nate shakes his head quickly and looks over at Colt. “She begged me. Begged me to take her home—”

Alex punches Nate in the side of his face, shutting him up. “I’ve heard enough of that,” he states, rubbing his knuckles.

Colt arches a brow at me, and I shake my head. The need to explain myself has me licking my lips nervously. “That’s not true. I never …”

Reaching up, he wraps his hand around my neck, and I trail off. His green eyes search mine before he smiles. “I know he’s lying.”

I let out a shaky breath. I’m not sure why I care that Colt believes me. Maybe it’s more the fact of him not believing Nate.

Colt tilts his head to the side in thought. “I think he’s just confused. What do you think, boys?”

“Definitely,” Finn agrees.

“He’s obviously never seen her beg,” Alex adds, making Jenks and Finn laugh.

“Let’s show him.” Colt releases my neck and steps back from me.

His words make my stomach turn in the best way. I hate that it excites me. This is wrong. I shake my head. “We shouldn’t—”

“Come here,” Colt orders, and his voice seems to boom through the quiet, little house. He’s now standing by the couch across from the chair where Nate sits and the others stand.

My pussy tightens at the command in his voice. All business. He knows I can’t deny that. Fuck, I hate him so much. Tears prick my eyes that he puts me in these situations that I crave. Why can’t another guy do this? Why couldn’t Nate have been this way? Or any other man on this planet, for that matter?

“Don’t make me say it again, princess,” Colt warns.

My feet move on their own, walking over a plush white rug to stand in front of him. My head hangs low, staring at the black heels I chose to wear tonight. I almost wore tennis shoes, thinking that my feet would hurt. Little did I know they’d be the least of my worries.

He puts his finger under my chin and lifts my head to where I must look up at him. A single tear runs down my cheek.

“Crying already?” he asks with a smirk on his lips. My hands itch to slap his pretty-boy face.

He said he’d make me a sobbing mess, begging for a release. I believed every word he had said. Maybe this was his plan all along. I thought he meant in front of everyone at the party, but he meant in front of my ex.


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