Dark Lord of the Night (Dark Destinies Book 2) by S.K. Ryder

Author:S.K. Ryder [Ryder, S.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781682914182
Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing, LLC
Published: 2017-05-30T18:30:00+00:00

By some unfathomable miracle, she still lived and seemed very much herself. Sometimes he could cajole her into useful conversation. Sooner or later he’d get an opening to reach her, make her see reason, or, better yet, take that cunning bastard bloodsucker out of the picture entirely.

Until then, Jackson would bide his time, be vigilant, and do what he was told. Even if that meant screwing until his dick fell off with a woman who didn’t give a shit about him outside his family’s bank accounts and his ability to keep it up in bed. Which right now he definitely couldn’t. He checked his Rolex, which she insisted he wear to bed. Ten past five in the morning.

“I need to get going,” he called and flushed to drown out her renewed plea. Snatching up a discarded pair of briefs and his running shorts, he pulled them on. He didn’t look at the dark-haired woman in the bed as he paced past toward his walk-in closet. “Time for my run, babe.”

“You’re going to leave me here alone with him?”

He turned on the light to locate a fresh shirt. He also pocketed one of the small full-spectrum flashlights he kept stashed here, a required precaution when out at night for more reasons than being able to see.

He was reaching for his shoes when her indignant words registered. With him? Which him? The only ‘him’ he could think of in his suite at this time of day was Garrett. His uncle didn’t much respect anyone’s privacy, especially when it came to Striker Foundation business.

But Garrett wasn’t in the house. Garrett wasn’t even in the country. Or had he returned without telling him?

Shoes in hand, Jackson emerged into the bedroom, ready for an argument. After the bright light in the closet, the soft flicker of the gas fireplace filled the room with pockets of obscurity. Instead of lounging provocatively as she had earlier, Avery sat with the satin sheets drawn up to her neck. Haughty displeasure radiated off her. The balcony door stood ajar, letting cool night air seep into the room. His flesh tingled with the chill of premonition. “Leave you alone with who?”

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