Sold by the Killer: An Enemies to Lovers Dark Possessive Mafia Romance (Perfect Monsters Book 4) by Lisa Lovell

Author:Lisa Lovell [Lovell, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-11-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Farrell Blackmore

My mouth feels like shit. I try to swirl the bitter taste away, but there’s no moisture to do it. I reach for my face. Something trails from my hand as I move it.

“Fuck…” I try to groan. The sound doesn’t resemble the word I’d intended at all. I finally pry my eyes apart and the glare around me is blinding.

Where the hell am I?

Where’s Kayla?

I shoot upward. And immediately collapse onto my back again. Something is beeping rhythmically beside me, but the rhythm fluctuates as I try to sit up again. I can’t. There are tubes attached to the back of my hand, and I’m propped against a pillow.

Hospital.

Fuck, I’m in a hospital.

My vision begins to clear. Things around me slowly come into focus. Beyond the foot of my bed, a door swings open. A white-uniformed woman steps into the room.

“Mr. Blackmore!” she says. “You’re back with us.” She moves to the side of my bed and begins checking on a monitor nearby. “You shouldn’t be moving. You’ve had a really close call.”

Close call?

The last thing I remember was facing a hail of bullets and going down.

“Kayla!” I try to sit up again, but the nurse has put a hand on my shoulder and is easing me backward. I’m as weak as a kitten. Even her slight pressure is enough to push me down. “Kayla. They took her,” I croak out at last.

“Mr. Blackmore, you need to lie back,” she says firmly. “I’m going to call the doctor to come in and check on you. You can address any questions to him.”

I slump back, breathless from the exertion, trying desperately to piece it all together. By the time a tall, silver-haired man walks into the room, I’ve worked myself into a rage.

“Mr. Blackmore,” he says, “please, settle down.” He’s using the same maddeningly soothing tones that the nurse had used. “I’m Dr. Littleton. I’ve been attending to you since you arrived. You’re a very lucky man.”

I’m not feeling lucky right now. “When can I get out of here?” I ask.

Littleton shakes his head and chuckles, then stops when he realizes I’m not joking. “Mr. Blackmore, you’re not going anywhere right now. We spent days just stabilizing you. It’s a miracle we were able to remove those slugs. Even more of a miracle that they didn’t clip anything vital.”

“So you’re saying I’m fine?” I ask.

“Sure…well, you will be. With some rest. And most likely a few weeks of rehab.”

I don’t have weeks. I have to get out of here. Right now. I fumble with the drip in my hand and try to swing my legs from the bed.

“Mr. Blackmore, are you not hearing me?” The doctor pushes me back onto the pillows with as little effort as the nurse. “You need to rest. You’ve been out for days!”

“Days?” I feel horror descend. “How many days?”

“Nearly two weeks,” he clarifies. “You arrived unconscious and remained that way. We’ve monitored you since the surgery, and you’ve been in and out of consciousness.

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