Fighting the Forbidden – Ruthless & Royal Read Online Autumn Jones Lake

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Erotic, Forbidden, MC, Sports Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 162
Estimated words: 158872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 794(@200wpm)___ 635(@250wpm)___ 530(@300wpm)
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Another inch and we’ll be toe-to-toe, but I stay right where I am. “Yes.”

Since he seems to be working it out in his head, I wait with my mouth shut.

“You’re serious?” His eyebrows crawl halfway up his giant forehead.

“More serious than I’ve ever been about anything in my life.”

His gaze narrows as he studies me. “Then why aren’t you with her?”

That’s not the question I expected. Nope. On the absurdly long list of things I thought might come out of Remy’s foul mouth this morning, that hadn’t been one. “What?”

He shrugs and takes a step back. “There. Was that so hard?”

Utterly confused, I stare at him until his meaning sinks in. “You already knew?”

His mouth slides to the side. “How fucking stupid do you think I am?”

Shit. Exactly how much does he know? This could take a dangerous turn.

I jerk my shoulders up in a zero-fucks-given shrug. “Pretty fucking stupid.”

He snorts, not offended, because he knows I’m lying.

“For one thing, Vapor and Eraser ain’t as subtle as they think they are with all their, ‘Gee, Griff sure is sweet on Molly,’ hints,” he says in the fakest, most sarcastic, high-pitched voice he’s capable of.

I bust out laughing. “Neither of them talk like that.”

“Close enough,” he says. “Then there are the bunnies from The Castle.”

“What about them?” I ask cautiously. I have a feeling I already know what he’s going to say.

“Oh, just moaning and complaining about your lack of interest for months.” He lifts his gaze to the ceiling. “Maybe closer to a year now? And let’s not forget that you turned down literal porn stars when we were partying with the Lost Kings down in Virginia.”

“Dude, you should’ve followed my lead and passed on the porn stars too. I’m pretty sure the prez of that charter’s gonna gut you one day.”

Ignoring that, he pokes me in the chest like he’s not done dazzling me with his brilliant observation skills. “You’ve been working yourself to exhaustion at Sully’s gym. And when you’re not there or at work, you’re helping me at the bar.”

“I’ve always helped you out.” I slap my hand over my stomach. “And I’ve been hitting the gym for years. That’s why I look so much better than you with my shirt off.”

“It’s different, though.” He squints, disregarding my attempt to distract him with insults. “You’ve been more focused than ever. Disciplined. Like you need to keep yourself extra busy. Orrrr…” He drags out the word like he’s a bargain basement magician about to pull a quarter from behind my ear. “You’re trying to burn off all the energy your dick isn’t expending somewhere else.”

Christ on a stick. Am I that obvious? “Your attention to my dick’s social calendar is highly disturbing.” I scoff and look away.

He huffs a sound full of tired sarcasm. “You asked.”

“Not for that much detail.” I shake my head, still confused. “Then why’d you try to push poor Layla on me last night?”

“Got you all fired up, didn’t it?” He crosses his arms over his chest. “We’re finally having this conversation today, aren’t we?”

Reality slaps me in the face. “You did that on purpose?” Fury sends my voice into the stratosphere. I throw my arms forward and shove him. Hard.

He absorbs the blow, barely moving an inch. “It was time for you to man the fuck up and tell me the truth. Otherwise you’re not good enough to date my sister.”

“Seriously?” I blow out a long, irritated breath. “That was your weak-ass way of testing me?”

“Sure.” He nods without a hint of shame or remorse. “If you’d fucked one of ’em, I’d have known you’re not serious about Molly. And it would’ve finally killed her crush on you. Solved two problems with one blow job.”

What the fuck? “Everything Molly did last night, making dinner…” I gesture toward the stove and the big blue pot Molly used, sitting clean on one of the back burners waiting for someone to put it away…“The good time we had hanging out, you ruined all of it just to force me into telling you about us?”

His smile falters.

Working up to a rage, I continue. “You’re pissed at me for not being straight with you? I get it. You want to test me? That’s fine. I don’t give a shit. I can handle whatever you want to throw at me. And maybe you’re right—I should’ve come to you sooner.” I step closer and lower my voice. “But don’t you ever fuck with Molly’s head like that again.”

Concern darkens his eyes. “Doesn’t she trust you?”

“Yeah.” I frown. After last night and all the unanswered texts, I’m not so sure she does. But that’s for Molly and me to work out—in private. “We’re not together together, and she⁠—”

“What’s stopping you?” he asks. “Don’t say it’s me. If you luuuv her so much, why aren’t you together?”


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