Made: A Bad Boy Romance (Bad Boy Games) by Slater Danielle & Ryan Allegra

Author:Slater, Danielle & Ryan, Allegra [Slater, Danielle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Allegra Ryan
Published: 2016-02-11T08:00:00+00:00

The minute Tucker Voss and the two players hammer out their agreement; I’m hustled into the elevator. It’s Davis who marches me down the hallway on a new floor and into a room that belongs in a luxury hotel. Smart guy, Davis doesn’t hang around long enough for me to ask questions. I hear the snick of the lock as the door closes behind him.

Once I’m alone, I wander the room like a gray poodle we had when I was little, and Samantha was only an infant. I named the dog Maggs. Maggs was afraid of everything. She would never stray more than a few inches away from a wall and preferred to lurk in safe corners. My mom said the dog had been neglected in her crate too long before we rescued her. She was afraid of new spaces and anywhere that was larger than what she’d always known.

I feel like Maggs, ripped out of a cramped-but-safe life and dropped into a new place that appears nice on the outside when, in reality, danger lurks on every floor. This place is home to handsome men who are killers; old men who think their wealth and privilege puts them beyond the law; younger men who play games within games, and young women desperate to better their circumstances no matter the cost or the risks.

I still don’t know how things have worked out for Caylee.

This place is the fanciest I’ve ever seen with thick, plush carpet in a pale shade and windows lined with silk curtains that puddle on the floor like ball gowns. Tiffany Blue paint covers the walls. I sit on the champagne-colored couch and hug a pillow against my stomach, rocking gently back and forth to ease the fear that threatens to overwhelm. After a while, the slow movement and the softness of the pillow helps calm me.

A knock on the door makes me jump to my feet. The door opens slowly. Samantha sticks her head inside. “Brooke, are you there?”

I run to her, gathering her into my arms while the door swings shut behind her.

“I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry.” Her voice is muffled from being crushed against me. I can feel her tears against my skin.

When we finally break apart, we sit on the sofa that anchors an elegant seating area before the gas fireplace. Samantha leans her head on my shoulder and curls her fingers into my hand. For what feels like a long time, we don’t say anything. Then I start telling her all the things she will need to know if anything happens to me.

Where I stored my will. Our parents died without one; I’ll never do that to Samantha. Where she can locate the insurance policy I took out the year I turned twenty-one. She’s the only beneficiary. Even though my boss, Chad, is an ass hat, he’ll help her process the claim.

“You don’t need to tell me all this stuff,” Samantha protests. “I’m not going to need it because you’re going to be fine.

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