Perfect Chaos (Unyielding #1) Read Online Nashoda Rose

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Bad Boy, Contemporary, Crime, Dark, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Unyielding Series by Nashoda Rose
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Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 90276 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
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I made it into the stock room all the way to the emergency exit before Deck grabbed my arm, hauling me to a stop. I didn’t struggle, there was no point. He’d win.

I sighed and leaned against the door. “Okay, sexy. Let’s get this over with.”

Deck stepped in close. So close, I could feel the beat of his heart against my breasts and his warm breath tickled the fine hairs on my skin. He loosened his grip on my arm then his other hand came up and cupped my chin. My insides were having an all-out rave and I was wishing I hadn’t worn my thong. I needed grannie panties with what was happening between my legs. No control when it came to Deck. Jesus.

“You’re not going out with him.”

I sighed. Here we go. “Why not?”

“Because he’s an arrogant ass.” And he obviously had checked up on Tristan.

“I find that kind of hot. Besides, you’re an arrogant ass.”

Deck didn’t look impressed. Actually, he moved further into my space so his leg was between mine. “This isn’t up for discussion.”

“No, it’s not.” Because discussing anything with Deck just didn’t happen.

“Babe.” Jesus, I seriously hated when he called me that. It made me want to jump him. It also made him sound … well, real and human, not cold and uncompassionate. But most of all, it made him sound like I was his. “I don’t like the blue. Change it.”

A squeak of outrage escaped my mouth, but I shouldn’t have been surprised. When Deck spoke, he told you the truth. With him—no pretence. The complete opposite of me.

I went to smack him, but he got a lock on my upper arms. I struggled, wiggling pretty pathetically considering he was twice my weight and a head taller. “I’m dating him, and since when is my hair any of your business?” Deck had no filter, kind of like me. Except I talked fantasy and bullshit; he talked real-life honesty.

“Were you singing on stage drunk? Did security have to drag you off stage? Did Matt cut you off?”

Shit, total change of topic and not in my favor. “Tyler has a big mouth.” He was one of Deck’s guys from his company Unyielding Riot. The men who worked for Deck were either ex-military, ex-gang or ex-fucked-up and dangerous. Wherever they came from, they all had specialized skills of some kind needed for the work they did, and most of it was illegal. But from what I knew, it was eliminating this world of some of the worst assholes.

When Deck went away on a mission, most of the time one of his men would stay back and keep an eye on me. Overprotective, obsessive-compulsive control freak. Could’ve used that when he left me for those two years.

“You holler, pretty girl?”

Deck’s hands dropped from me as the steady drum of boots came toward us. Tyler had a coffee in hand and a broad grin on his face. He was a definite cupcake—no second-guessing or wondering if you should take a bite or pass. He was a ‘grab it and taste while you had the chance’. And chances with Tyler would be quick considering he wasn’t the type to stick around for breakfast in the morning.

“Told you I’d be out in five,” Deck said.

Tyler shrugged, ignoring Deck’s frown. “Five, two, ten; it’s all the same.”

I laughed because that was such bullshit. Tyler had also been in the elite JTF2, and one second off could mean the difference of life or death. There was no half-assing the time. “Tyler, hon. I was just going to tell Deck about us.” I saw him visibly swallow and his bright-blue eyes widen with alarm as I playfully smiled and winked at him. Deck’s gaze shot to Tyler and I sweetened the pot. “It’s nothing serious, Deck. Just a few nights of us fooling around.”

Tyler stepped back and his hand tightened around his cup, which made the lid pop off and coffee spill over the top. He yelled as the hot liquid burnt his skin and he dropped the cup, black steaming liquid splattering onto the floor.

I watched with amusement, biting my lower lip to stop from laughing aloud because I wanted to play this out a little longer … until I saw Deck’s face.

“Deck.” I grabbed for him as he dove for Tyler. “Deck. I was kidding.” Whoa, I wasn’t expecting this reaction. Deck was always in control. Tyler moved too late as Deck slammed his fist into his face, and he staggered backward, landing hard on his ass.

“Fuck.” Tyler shook his head. “I never touched her, boss.”

“Deck.” I ran up and stood in front of him, placing my palms on his chest. “You look smokin’ hot, all badass and shit, but Tyler and I … yeah, so not happening. I was just kidding around.” I looked over my shoulder at Tyler still sitting on the ground, rubbing his jaw. “You didn’t have to tell him everything that happened Saturday night.”


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