The Naughty List Read Online Jade West

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Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 176002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 880(@200wpm)___ 704(@250wpm)___ 587(@300wpm)
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Josh knows I’m struggling as I stare out of the window, and he gives my knee another squeeze. I try to fight the hurt, but it’s a bitch waiting to strike. I try to suck in a breath, but it chokes me. The lump in my throat won’t go away.

“It’s alright,” Josh says. “It’s ok to get upset, Ells. Don’t try to brush it off like it doesn’t matter.”

“It shouldn’t matter,” I choke. “I hate him.”

“Yes, but you didn’t hate him when he was fucking my sister behind your back, did you? You loved him.”

“I did more than love him. I worshipped the ground he fucking walked on, the stupid arrogant prick.” I shake my head. “I still can’t believe he did that to me.”

“I still can’t believe Amy fucked me over like a callous bitch either, but I’m glad she did,” Josh says, and his eyes are so fiercely green when he flashes me a glance. “Or I wouldn’t have met you, would I? I’d still be in love with a liar incapable of giving a shit for anyone but herself and her own fucking fantasies. Good fucking riddance.”

I admire Josh’s profile as he drives, remembering how he barged into the bathroom and pulled me close to him while Connor and I were battling. I remember how many times he squeezed my knee under the table while I was trying to get through dinner. I knew the offer was there to get out at a moment’s notice, all I had to do was say the word.

Such strength. Such respect.

The lump in my throat disappears as I stare at my new boyfriend, because Connor isn’t worth another single drop of my tears. He isn’t worth shit. Josh is right about our exes, too. I’m glad Connor was a lying, cheating, self-obsessed prick, or I wouldn’t have met Josh. And I wouldn’t be an entertainer, either.

“Good riddance to bad rubbish,” I say and smile at the man beside me. “Both Connor and Amy can go to hell as far as I’m concerned. And Connor can come to Sunday dinner as much as he likes. That piece of shit isn’t going to ruin your mum’s carrots for me. I can see where you get your chef skills from, by the way. Can’t wait to sample her apple crumble as well as her tiramisu. Georgia was raving about it.”

He grins. “Can’t wait to experience your mum’s steak and kidney pie, either. I’ll ask her for a cooking lesson when she arrives. I suck with pastry. Always have.”

“Nah, you don’t suck at anything. Ever.”

I adore his laugh. “That’s not quite true, baby. I suck plenty. Mainly dicks, of course.”

“Yeah, well, I can rival you on that today.” I hold up three fingers. “I’ve got a three on one booking later, in case you’d forgotten.”

He gives me a side eye, with a filthy smirk. “Forgotten? Hardly. I should be shaking Connor’s hand to be fair. We might have lost out on a decent few hours of preparation time if the tosser hadn’t been sitting on the other side of the table.”

“You’re going to help me prepare for later, are you?”

“You could say that, yes.”

“Nice.” I feel my mood lightening. “Going to share the details?”

“No. You can wait and find out.”

“Better put your foot down then, hadn’t you? The clock is ticking.”

The smirk on his face makes me grin and I’m feeling more like myself again. Back to the new me, without a sponging, self-obsessed asshole pulling me down.

Instead, I have a hot, dirty boyfriend lifting me up, and that’s what I want.

I want hot, dirty sex.

I want filthy hardcore.

I want Josh.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

User Unspecified.

You have come to our attention, in a positive light. Our proposals are only ever offered to candidates who have an exceptional rating and a vast array of listed services.

Please note, you do not have permission to discuss this proposal on any of the Agency forums, it is strictly confidential.

This proposal will be vague, extreme, but safe. You have the assurances of the Agency, but please consider this carefully before accepting.

You will be collected by a driver and hooded. You will not know where you are going, as the journey will be in silence.

On arrival you will be stripped, cuffed in shackles and led to your destination. From this point onwards, you will serve us however we see fit. Your hood will not be removed at any time.

There may be a significant number of men who will be using you for BDSM, pain play and sex. Our tastes can get extreme – so, please be certain of your limits.

You can use your safe word at any time, and if you should choose to, you will be escorted out of the premises immediately and driven back to your apartment. You will be paid up until the minute you decide to withdraw.


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