Entwined by E.C. Land (best ebook pdf reader android txt) 📗

ripped from my grasp. For a long time I’d been furious with Michelle for leaving the house without telling me. She knew the type of man I was and had seen my temper more than once, though it was never aimed at her. That night she’d left to go up to the gas station, I can only assume it was to get one of those damn hot dogs she’d been craving. Weird as fuck but whatever, I would go there to get them for her.

Little did she know that she’d walk in on a robbery and the motherfucker killed her. She survived long enough to get to the hospital, but during surgery, I lost her and our son both.

That’s when I swore to never give my heart to another. Entwining a heart to someone like I did Michelle is something I never want to feel again. This is why for the past ten years I’ve stuck to one-night stands and bimbos. Though I do keep to them being blonde like my wife had been.

A hand glides across the back of my shoulders and I look up to find Sasha, one of the newer strippers for Sinner’s Cove, smiling at me seductively. “Hey Mitch,” she purrs.

“Hey, darlin’, what can I do for you?” I ask, knowing what she wants but won’t be getting. After the bullshit that went down with a couple of the strippers here, we made it a strict policy to not fuck with the employees. This was one of Bridget’s demands that Dean allowed as he’d given her control of managing the place for him but also because it was an action toward her. She deserved to know she and any other woman any of us ended up with would be safe.

“More or less the question should be what can I do for you?” She giggles, still touching me.

“Not gonna happen, Sasha. You know the club’s policy,” I state, lifting the tumbler of Jameson to my lips.

“Oh, come on, Mitch. I’ve heard about how you screwed some of the other girls here. We don’t have to tell anyone.” Now she’s starting to irritate me.

I open my mouth to tell her off until I see not only Kit-Kat but Bridget coming into view. “Sasha, I suggest if you want to keep working here, you leave the men who are employed here and work with my husband alone,” Bridget snaps sternly.

Over the past two years, she’s grown up a hell of a lot. For a while, when I first met her, I felt she was immature and spoiled though she’s always been sweet and loving. Bridget has always had my respect since the day she married Dean O’Connell, who’s not only my boss but my best friend.

Having been reprimanded, Sasha huffs and storms off.

“You know I wouldn’t have gone there, right?” I ask, meeting the woman’s gaze.

“Oh, I know you wouldn’t have; I mean, I get you’re gonna have your fun until you marry Alison, but Sasha knows the rules here and she keeps trying to tread the line and get away with it,” Bridget mutters, waving my comment off as she speaks.

At the mention of Alison, I inwardly cringe. She’s the complete opposite of what I go for. Dark hair, dark eyes, with barely enough ass or tits to hold on to. Oh, and she’s shorter than my liking. In three-inch heels the woman barely comes up to my nose. I only know this since she had to walk with me down the aisle at Dean and Bridget’s wedding.

Now she’s gonna be my wife.

Only because it’s my duty to the Alliance and Dean. He approached me two years ago about marrying Alison to keep her out of the clutches of one of the other men. He didn’t want her to end up with a man like Kean or even Ashton, the brother of Finn Brisbane, who’s also a part of the Alliance and in control of the southwest part of America.

I lucked out in having two extra years before having to marry her. At her request, she wanted to be able to finish school at the abbey where she’s been living.

Bridget has told me a lot about her and how she can’t wait to have her sister here finally. Also, there’s the fact she’ll get to meet her nephew, Liam, which thank fuck we all call him by instead of his full first name, Uilliam.

Sighing, I finish my drink and stand , having tuned both Bridget and Kit-Kat out ready to get away from them both. Since Bridget came and joined us Kit-Kat, though she’s still the same woman, she’s has changed somewhat from her ways to looking for being in a real relationship. I know she’s been seeing a woman but have yet to meet her.

“I need to get back to work, ladies,” I announce and turn on my heels to do just that. I don’t want to hear any more about Alison until I officially see her again in two weeks. Doesn’t matter to me if I’d met her at Dean and Bridget’s wedding or not. I didn’t speak to her due to her, in my opinion, had been nothing more than a child still. Even if she were nearly eighteen at the time.

Until that day, I intend to fuck the bimbos as much as possible because once the vows are said, I’ll only be having sex with one woman, and that’s only when she agrees to it.

Instead of going to my office, I go to Dean’s to find him sitting there with a sleeping Liam on his chest while he reads through some paperwork. Neither Dean nor Bridget is ready to find someone to help them watch him at their house, so nights they’re both here, which if Bridget’s here, Dean’s here, they bring him with them. He doesn’t let his wife be far from him. I don’t blame him for it. If Michelle were still here, I’d be the same way.

“You gonna ever let that