Mean Boy: Bad Boy Romance by Amy Faye

Author:Amy Faye [Faye, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Heartthrob Publishing
Published: 2017-03-31T07:00:00+00:00

Twenty-One

Minami

Minami sat back and examined her handiwork. He could do wit ha lot more work than this. Wes was a good-looking man, but with his severe features, they would look even more striking with just a bit of eyeliner, maybe some mascara to help his eyelashes—not that they needed it, the bastard.

But if he wanted to cover up the horrible bruising on his face, then this would do it, at least for a few hours. He'd been surprisingly still through the whole thing. The way he'd acted the day before, she assumed that it hurt like a son of a bitch, but he hadn't flinched or reacted much at all.

Then again that was exactly like him. No way he was going to let her see any sort of real reaction to anything. Everything was macho bullshit with him, and even when she was playing makeover, that was how it was going to keep being.

"How do I look?"

"Like you're going to be a supermodel," Minami answered.

"Perfect." He was half-joking, but she could hear the growl of frustration in his voice, the only sign—if it even was a sign—that he'd suffered one bit of pain from the entire process.

"Anything else?"

"If everything goes alright, I'll tell you later."

"I'm not going with you to see you get your ass kicked."

"Well, good news, then, because there's nobody who's going to kick my ass in a fair fight."

There was something charming about his confidence, but Minami still had her doubts, and they weren't going anywhere. If he was so sure that he was never going to lose, then why was it that this boss of his wouldn't just use him in every fight?

He had to get tired out some time, and the beating he'd taken from Higa's goons was still fresh. She couldn't see him hurting, but she could see the ugly purple lump on his leg when he took off his pants at night. She could see the ugly brown spiderweb-bruise that crisscrossed his face, and as much as he was perfectly capable of pretending it didn't hurt, she wasn't an idiot. There was no way it wouldn't hurt.

"You can't just keep putting yourself in a position to get hurt, Wes."

"You're not my mother. I can do what I like."

"Maybe I don't have to be your mother to worry about you."

"Well, don't worry about me, how about that?"

If only it were that simple. He was heading for disaster, and anyone could see it. Minami still held out some hope that he was going to pull her out of the Yakuza life. But how was he going to save anyone when he couldn't even save himself?

Minami's phone buzzed. For a long moment, looking into Wesley's eyes, she wasn't going to reach for it. Finally, he turned away and pressed himself deeper into the corner of the sofa, and the moment was gone.

She reached over and pulled the phone out, read the message.

"I have to go."

"That's fine. I have to go soon, too. I don't think it would be smart for you to come with me.

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