The Token Series: A Billionaire Dark Romantic Suspense: Box Set by Marata Eros

Author:Marata Eros [Eros, Marata]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense, Suspense, Romance, Multicultural, New Adult & College, Romantic Comedy, Romantic Suspense, Erotica, African American, Genre Fiction, Coming of Age, Collections & Anthologies, Contemporary, Multicultural & Interracial, Mystery & Suspense
Amazon: B00K7IUU50
Publisher: Marata Eros
Published: 2014-05-07T04:00:00+00:00

~ 2 ~

I can feel myself begin to thaw toward Thorn as we sit there beside the curb in his purring Porsche.

The silence seems to bind us together as we commune over our differences- our sameness.

He hasn't coerced a confession out of me yet.

The man who forces lap dances on all the new girls and asks no questions. I am so sure I know exactly who he is, what motivates him, only to realize that I'm not the only one who is guarding secrets.

I startle when a street cop comes up to my window and give the glass a sharp tap with his knuckle.

A blue uniform and irritated eyes blare into mine.

Thorn raises his middle finger and pulls away.

I turn. My hand presses against the window as I watch the meter cop take down Thorn's plate number.

“That wasn't smart!” I laugh, whipping around and sinking back against the seat.

He laughs too. “No, it was stupid, but if felt fucking great.”

I nod. I understand great.

I mean, I did.

“Listen, sweet cheeks,” Thorn begins.

I glare at him again, and he chuckles.

“You're so easy to get worked up.”

I think of Mick's hands on my body and I can't deny Thorn's claim. But not for what he thinks.

“Truce?” Thorn asks, his face in profile.

“What does that mean?” I ask. I’m hoping for an alliance, even an uneasy one he seems to offer.

“It means you don't tell Mick I'm doing the merry-go-laps, and I don't tell him you're riding the ponies.”

I get a visual of a carousel filled with wooden horses that have the faces of men I've danced on. I hear the dry click as I swallow.

Another lie.

Another secret.

I concede. “Okay.”

“You can always go back to the poles,” Thorn suggests. His shadowed face turns to mine. “Just be one of Ty's pole girls.”

I stare at him, and he smirks as his eyes travel to the street again.

I say nothing.

“That's what I thought. You need the cash.”

I move my left hand under my right. A nervous habit.

“Why?” Thorn asks, inching closer to First Street.

“Do you have to know?”

I don't want him knowing about my mom.

He laughs. “No.” His face swings to mine as he pulls into my narrow alley and the cobblestones make us bounce as he slows.

“Remember when I told you how you walk?”

I nod, my eyes dropping. How could I forget?

“You said that I was... a... whore.” My voice drops on that last word. I don't deny it. I'm splitting hairs at this point.

“I've gotta be tough, Faren. There's no way to survive this biz without my shit in one sock.”

I wait.

He sighs, raking his hand over his skull cap of black hair. “I said you walk like a whore. I didn't say you were a whore.”

We stare at each other.

I offer my hand, and he takes it. One light pump, and it's done.

“I'm a fucked up dude,” he says. “Just so long as you know it. I'm not soft on the bitches—I can't afford to be. But I don't let any violence or hooking shit go down on my watch.

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