Villains Are Made (Gods Among Men #1) Read Online Alta Hensley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, BDSM, Billionaire, Dark, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Gods Among Men Series by Alta Hensley
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Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 80576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
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We approach the window, and The Vault Keeper pushes two pieces of heavy card stock and two Mont Blanc pens in our direction. I see dark eyes behind the mask but can’t see anything that humanizes this person at all beyond that. Even his hands are covered in black leather gloves.

Apollo quickly takes the paper and pen and starts writing something down. I don’t dare try to peek even though I want to. What secret is he writing? What is he willing to tell a complete stranger? Godwins are known for their ability to keep secrets. It’s one of the main reasons that they don’t believe in divorce. Once you marry into the family, you are privy to the secrets that live inside their walls. Never would they allow someone to have access and then leave with the knowledge. That would be them willingly giving power away. Godwins don’t give power away.

Before I even start writing my secret down, Apollo folds his paper and hands it to The Vault Keeper. The masked person takes a minute to read it, folds it again, puts it into a safety deposit box, and nods his or her approval. I assume The Vault Keeper is a man, but there is no real way of knowing. They both then look at me, waiting for me to write something down.

I quickly write down that I was the one who turned Apollo in for killing a man. I assume that it’s a secret worthy enough of getting into The Vault, and if it upsets Apollo I gave such a secret, well that’s on him. It’s his fault for taking me here to begin with. The Vault Keeper reads it, glances at Apollo, and then nods his head in approval as he puts my secret into the locked box as well. The Vault Keeper then nods his head again and points to a staircase that leads beneath the bank. It appears as if we earned our key into the secret club.

As we walk down the stairs, the only thing that my mind can focus on is the smell of food. I’m famished. A huge table is lined up with dishes of pasta and meats. No Italian restaurant could compare to the spread that I gaze upon as I take the last few steps, entering the room just a few inches behind Apollo. The fragrance is like a kick to my empty gut, and I’d do just about anything—include walk naked—to eat the food.

“Gentlemen,” Apollo says with a nod to a few of the guests who stand nearby.

Luckily, I don’t recognize any of the men in the room, and I count my blessings for how long it’s been since I’ve lived on Heathens Hollow. None of these men were friends with my dad, but then again, the Godwins never would lower themselves to interacting with men like him. I don’t think any of them recognize me as the shoeless, dirty, Eastsider I once was.

“Where are your pets?” Apollo asks.

“We have them all in a room together,” one man replies. “There’s some business to discuss before we begin the party, and we didn’t feel it was a conversation that our…” the man pauses and looks at me, then back at Apollo, “that our pets need to hear.”

Apollo nods and hands the leash to a man who appears to be staff rather than a guest standing on his right. “Bring my pet to join the others,” he commands, never once looking at me. I don’t know why the fact Apollo doesn’t look at me bothers me more than the fact I’m naked and being treated like an animal.

I’m being cast off to someone else, and I hate it. I hate leaving Apollo’s side.

Why?

Why the fuck should I care?

My stomach gurgles as I’m led away from the table of food. I wonder how long it will be until I’m allowed to shove a forkful of pasta into my mouth.

I must walk too slowly by the display because the man now holding my leash tugs me a little harder to silently command me to keep up. As I pad barefoot behind him, and am led to a closed door, I look over my shoulder and see Apollo sit down at the table with about ten other men, and there are looks of concern and anger on all of their faces. Jaws are locked, eyes dark and narrow, and tension thickens the air.

I can’t help wonder if it has something to do with the Godwin family and that is why Apollo felt the need to pay a visit to The Vault when we’ve never attended before.

The door is opened, and I’m shoved inside. I take a moment to adjust my eyes to the dimly lit room. I already know there will be other women in the room since I’m going to join the other pets, but I’m not prepared for what I see.


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