Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16498 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 82(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16498 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 82(@200wpm)___ 66(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
Falling hard for the mob boss’ niece isn’t conducive to a long life but my heart didn’t get the memo. One look at the curvy little spitfire dancing around my living room, and I know my life will never be the same. When Hunter Cannon smiles at me, my heart is hers for the taking. Now, I just have to find away to keep her overprotective uncle from killing me while I woo my soulmate.
Hunter:
My uncle hates the thought of me working for strangers, but I refuse to live off my inheritance. When I agree to work for a new client, I have no idea my soulmate is going to walk into my life. Brendan Russo is talk, dark and demanding. A combination that is catnip for my heart. Before I know it, my new boss owns me heart and soul.
There’s only one cloud in my blue sky. Figuring out how to keep my uncle from ruining my chance with Brendan.
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CHAPTER
ONE
BRENDAN
“You can’t walk down the street without seeing tits and ass on display.” I step off the elevator and head down the hall toward my corporate apartment.
My brother laughs on the other end of the call. “What do you expect? It’s Las Vegas.” He reminds me, “What happens there stays there.” Hudson loves to give me shit. I actually miss my tightknit family back in Atlanta, but this exciting town is starting to grow on me.
I ignore the asshole standing at the end of the hall, staring at my door. This exclusive building requires identification to enter.
“Ha-ha. You’re funny,” I tell my brother while pushing the apartment door open. Stepping across the threshold, I receive a blast straight to the chest. I swear the earth stops spinning as I stare across the room.
“I’ll have to call you back,” I tell my brother and hang up on him.
What the fuck? I step back and look at the silver numbers on the door to make sure I’m in the right apartment. Yep. This is the corporate apartment I’ve been staying in while my house is under construction. Thirteen-hour workdays six days a week have left me exhausted, and my tired mind can’t process the sight in front of me. I give my head a shake, trying to clear the cobwebs as I stare at the most perfect ass on earth. My vision blurs while fantasies of all the things I can do to her spectacular curves run through my stunned brain.
The knockout dancing around my apartment with headphones on is dangerous. To my heart. I stare at the light blonde waves brushing the top of her mouthwatering heart-shaped ass and feel my cock turn to stone. “Eek!” The beauty jumps and throws her hand across her chest.
“What are you doing here?” Her smoky voice seals the deal. This curvy little bombshell just stole my goddamn heart.
“I’m…” Is that fucking growl coming from my lips? I clear my throat and try again. “I think that should be my question.” Now I understand the caveman urges that drove my brothers to claim their women. “Who are you, and what are you doing in my apartment?”
“I’m Hunter Cannon. Maid for U sent me over to replace your regular cleaning lady.” An adorable blush moves over her peaches and cream cheeks as she points to the rag in her hand. “I’m sorry I didn’t finish earlier, but my supervisor told me you wouldn’t be here before six p.m. I came here right from class.” Her adorable rambling warms my heart.
“Hunter?” Why would my gorgeous little soulmate have such a masculine name? In the process of blowing my mind and stealing my heart, Hunter is turning me into a babbling moron.
“It’s a long story.” She rolls her sparkling emerald green eyes. “And I’m sure you’re not interested.”
I have all the time in the world when it comes to you. I want to know everything The words sit on the tip of my tongue, but I don’t want to scare her away. “I’m very interested,” I assure her. It’s official. I’ve lost my fucking marbles. I don’t have time to goddamn breathe right now, but I’ll find the time to woo my soulmate.
Opening my luxury car dealership in Las Vegas has been a nightmare. After working around the clock for two months, there’s barely a light at the end of the tunnel. Unless I pull a miracle out of my ass, there’s no way we’ll open on time in two weeks. I guess my heart doesn’t care that it’s inconveniencing my exhausted mind. Worrying about opening Russo Motors on time takes a backseat as I stare down at my little love.