Twice a Wish Read online Pepper Winters (Goddess Isles #2)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Goddess Isles Series by Pepper Winters
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Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 85760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 429(@200wpm)___ 343(@250wpm)___ 286(@300wpm)
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He nodded quickly. “Hell, yeah, you delivered. I just wanted to know how you could load a computer program that made it seem so real.”

“Tricks of the trade. Island secrets, I’m afraid.” My smile felt stretched and fake. Time to end this charade. Raising my arm, I pointed at the helicopter. “It’s been a pleasure hosting you, Mr. Grammer. I wish you a safe journey—”

“Wait.” He fumbled with the flap of his messenger bag. His hand dived into the depths, digging past a laptop and paperwork, and reappeared with a black box.

A box I was highly familiar with.

Ah, fuck.

He wasn’t the first guest to do this, and he wouldn’t be the last. But the fact it was for her? For Eleanor…

Yeah, it made my heart do lawless things like hurt. It also made my arms bunch to rip his head off.

Caressing the box, he looked at it with a starry, puppy-love gaze. Clearing his throat, he asked, “Can I see her? Before I go? I want to…I want to tell her that I’ll never forget her. That she’ll always be a goddess to me…the best experience of my life.”

My jaw ached as I once again clenched too hard. “Seeing her again isn’t possible.”

“But surely I can give her this? Tell her that in one night I fell hard. That a part of me will always be in love with her.”

“I’m sorry.” I shook my head. “It’s a regular occurrence to fall in love with your fantasy. After all…it’s your fantasy. The pinnacle of your idea of perfection. But that girl you fucked is not real. She’s a figment of your imagination and must remain there.” I bowed stiffly. “Now, if you’ll excuse me. I really—”

“She is real. Her name is Jinx, and I would really appreciate if you’d let me—”

“Stop.” My temper slipped through my leash. My face tightened with a darkness I couldn’t see on myself, but it gleamed in Markus’s reflecting sunglasses. It sketched me with savagery. “Not possible.”

He opened his mouth to argue, but the soft hiss of sand from my shoe as I stepped toward him shut up his foolish request.

Backing up, he tossed me the box instead. “You give it to her then, on my behalf. That’s the least you can do. Call it a tip.” He bared his teeth. “I don’t know what you pay those girls, but I doubt it’s enough. Not after the connection we shared.”

My fist curled around the box. “I think it’s time you return to reality, Mr. Grammer.” Snapping my fingers, I smiled coldly as Cal stepped from the dense foliage. I’d felt his presence a few moments ago, tolerated the vibration of my cell phone in my pocket that buzzed with his code, alerting me to his closeness.

I hadn’t intentionally set out to train Cal to serve my every whim. I didn’t berate him into anticipating my needs. He just did it automatically. Sometimes staying within his boundaries, sometimes overstepping them. Most of the time, fully justified for his reactions.

Turning to face him as he stalked toward us, I muttered, “Kindly escort Mr. Grammer to his ride. I have other things that require my attention.”

“It would be my pleasure.” Cal smiled, sharp teeth and crocodilian grin. He could be kind and courteous, but he could also be ruthless and cold. “This way, Mr. Grammer.”

Markus pointed at the box in my hand. “Please…just give it to her. It would mean a lot to know she received something from me.” Hoisting up his messenger bag, he gave me one last look and held out his hand to shake. “Thanks, Sullivan. For sharing the sorcery that you wield.”

I didn’t shake his hand. “Goodbye, Mr. Grammer.”

Stalking away, I trusted Cal to kick him from my shores. My glossy Italian leather shoes glided through sand as I traded sunshine for shadow and ripped open the box the moment I was alone.

Nestled inside was a Hawk diamond.

A ridiculously expensive two-carat flawless stone.

Many of my guests purchased a diamond for themselves—a memento for the time they spent here. However, many purchased a second stone…for the goddess they traded their hearts to. Women they’d never see again. A conquest who’d already forgotten about them.

Jethro Hawk earned a hefty commission from me and my regular sales of his priceless gems.

Snapping the box shut, I fisted it.

Should I give it to her or not?

That was the million-dollar question.

I didn’t have an answer as I stormed deeper into the soul of my island.

Chapter Six

TWO DAYS HAD PASSED since I’d seen Sully.

Three days since I’d served in Euphoria.

Four days before I would be summoned to serve again.

It was that thought alone that evicted me from my villa and forced me to trade loneliness and fear for company.

I had four days to come up with an escape plan, and the only way I could do that was by interacting with goddesses who might slip and give me clues on how to flee.


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