Dominant Thrills: A Dark Mafia Romance (Decadent Sins Book 4) by Linzi Basset

Author:Linzi Basset [Basset, Linzi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Linzi Basset
Published: 2022-12-14T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Lee’s house, Beach Drive, Alki Point, Seattle, WA…

“Thanks for understanding, Emily. I’m just not in the mood for partying, tonight. It’s been a long day, and I want nothing more than to soak in a hot bath with a glass of red wine.”

“Very well, but I’m not letting this go. We are going to celebrate your birthday, even if it’s a week late.”

“It’s a date.”

With relief at her understanding, Lee ended the call and headed to the bathroom. Might as well put action to her words. Maybe if the water was scorching, she would forget that it was her birthday, and she was supposed to have fun.

For a day that had started off relatively bright and happy, it had turned sour very quickly. Within the blink of an eye, to be exact. The look of disinterest from Ronan in Torin’s office had torn open her heart. Worse was that he hadn’t even bothered to wish her a happy birthday after the meeting or given her the usual gift of chocolates and flowers. From there, everything went south. It had turned into the longest day she ever had to labor through.

“Ahh, this is bliss,” she sighed as she lowered herself into the tub. Soaking in the heated water, feeling it hug every inch of skin so gently, inhaling the aroma of the bubble bath... this was her own little heaven, a mini vacation, a place to breathe deeply and let her inner peace return.

Except… this time it didn’t work. Her mind wouldn’t switch off and kept moping about Ronan Scott’s attitude. The disappointment and hurt during the course of the day had slowly given way to anger, which escalated with every passing moment. Now, Lee was seriously pissed off.

“Just who the hell does he think he is? First, he blows every circuit in my body. Makes me believe it’s more than just a one-time interlude at the club, only to ghost me? Treat me like I don’t exist?”

Taking a long sip of the rich aromatic blend of the Walla Walla Cabernet Sauvignon wine that was in the birthday gift bag Emily gave her, she stared out over the ocean.

“Like hell, big boy. You don’t know Lee Powell, but you will. Yes, siree. Oh yes, you will!”

Lee had inherited the three-bedroom house from her grandmother. At first, she was going to sell it because it had been a little rundown, but one of the many attractions of the house was this view from the bathroom. The tub was in front of large open pane windows. The room was on the third level, which offered privacy from prying eyes from the street below, enabling her to appreciate the beauty of the ocean while enjoying a soothing bath.

“Don’t overthink it, Lee. Just let it be. I promise you won’t be sorry.”

The words he said to her that night reverberated through her mind.

“Hah! I’ve got you. You said it high and mighty, Mr. Scott. You made a promise, and I’m going to hold you to it.

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