In Chaos We Reign (Midnight Mayhem #4) Read Online Amo Jones

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Forbidden, New Adult, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Midnight Mayhem Series by Amo Jones
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Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 114936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 575(@200wpm)___ 460(@250wpm)___ 383(@300wpm)
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“King, I—”

“It wasn’t just for you, Cartier.” He looks around at Keres, Kian, Kallisto, and The Mothers. “There’s an order that we all must follow and he didn’t. We couldn’t trust him. Is there anyone else we can’t trust here tonight?” Silence. He leans back in his chair. “Good. Now I’m getting drunk.” Pushing away from the table, I watch as he disappears inside, stopping to say something to Jordan and Christopher briefly before continuing.

“Should you go follow him?” I ask Keaton.

He turns to face me, using his thumb to swipe the partly dried blood off my cheek. “Nah, I need to be with you.” My heart trips over its valves when he grabs me by the ass and spreads my legs over his lap, placing a kiss on my lips. “Baby?”

“Hmmm?” I ask, burying my fingers in his hair. I feel his cock harden against my clit and I fight a groan.

His eyes search mine, his brows pulled in. It looks cute, seeing Keaton with such a gentle look on his face. “You want me to kill the others who knew what they did to you?” His voice is so smooth. He could have been asking me about my favorite color.

My fingers pause, and I connect them behind his wide neck, sighing. “No. I trust that you guys will do what you’ve got to do from now on.”

“Mmmm, true.” He leans in and kisses me so gently that it kills all the butterflies he had planted inside of me all those years ago, leaving their ghosts behind. “We need to go check on him, but first, I think it’s time to gather up the weapons and storm Dominic Stranger once and for all.” Kyrin surprisingly ignores Keaton’s PDA. He’s still talking with Killian, and I know what their conversation is about. My memory.

“I agree,” Lilith pipes in, and I finally pry Keaton’s hands off my body to turn around and face our friends. I wriggle my ass into his crotch and a hand flies to my hip, squeezing roughly. As soon as Keaton has seen what Killian is going to show him, I know he’s going to need an outlet. “What are you thinking, Car?” Lilith adds.

“Well.” I run circles around the end of my glass. “I’m thinking we need to do that, but we also need to sit down with The Kings and go over where they stand. I’ve already set up a meeting with Bishop that’s happening in Kiznitch in two days, so after we all perform the blood oath, we can do that together. Then we can get Eli back and burn everyone to the ground.”

Kyrin’s looking back at Keaton now, his eyes slightly narrowed. God. When is he going to give it up, and what is his actual fucking problem? He’s taking it worse than even I imagined, and I imagined it pretty bad.

“The show must go on here, so I’ll stay behind with Perse and make sure everything runs smoothly. Where are we flying to after this?” Saskia flips open her clutch and takes out her phone. “To Greece? We’ve never done Greece before!”

“I know.” I wiggle my eyebrows at her from behind my glass. “Figured we should change that. It also gives the crew a big distraction and gets them away from any crossfire.”

Sass sighs, touching her hand to her heart. “I love Greece. I have an inner slut that comes out whenever I’m in Mykonos. I call her Mykonos Mik, and—”

Killian’s hand is over her mouth. “The only slut you’ll be is mine. Shut the fuck up.”

Keaton’s laughter shakes my body. “Okay, it’s settled.” I cross my leg over the other. “Saskia and Perse will stay behind to run the shows, and we will fly to Kiznitch to handle this problem. When we get back, we will organize Greece and get everyone there for Mykonos Mik. Try to keep it under wraps. I don’t want others finding out.”

Sass nods like a little child just being told she can have a second piece of cake. “Don’t worry, we have enough help. I’m sure we can get a set to fill in for The Brothers too.”

Killian pulls her into his chest and sucks her whole ass mouth into his. “You’re sexy as fuck with murder around you.”

She shoves him away. “First of all, don’t bring your weird killer vibes near me, it doesn’t go with my outfit, and second of all, it’s not good for the preg—” We all gasp.

Killian rolls his eyes, tsking and tossing his arms in the air. “Two days, Saskia. Two fucking days ago you found out, and I told you to wait until you were six weeks.”

“Oops.” She didn’t even look upset.

My hand is covering my mouth before I laugh, shaking my head. “Congratulations. Wow. A mini Killi—” I pause, memories flashing behind my eyes of Kill as a kid. “God help us all.”


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