Contempt (Coastal Elite #3) Read Online Sam Mariano

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, New Adult Tags Authors: Series: Coastal Elite Series by Sam Mariano
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Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 155405 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 777(@200wpm)___ 622(@250wpm)___ 518(@300wpm)
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You stupid idiots. Ghosts aren’t real.

Anae laughed at Hannah believing the letters were really from her dad, but she fooled me, too. The handwriting looked exactly like his.

“Anae… she can copy handwriting.” That dissolves the good humor I had about this fucked up situation. “You used Anae Richards to manipulate me?”

“I had her swap out the cards, that’s it. I know you hate her—”

“She’s the fucking worst, Landon. She’s a monster. She has spent half her life tormenting my very best friend.” I try to crawl off him because I don’t feel like sitting on him anymore, but he grabs my hips to keep me from leaving. “And what did you have to do for her in exchange?” I demand. “Because Anae Richards might be a malicious bitch, but she doesn’t work for free.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“It matters to me,” I state.

“I didn’t do anything for her.”

“Bullshit. Don’t lie to me.

“I’m not lying,” he says, annoyed. “You know Anae and I aren’t friends. I took advantage of her wanting to curry favor with Arden. He asked her to do it for me after he saw what went down at the club that day, so she said yes. It has nothing to do with you or us.”

I shake my head, thoroughly uncomfortable with everything he just said. “I don’t like that. I don’t trust either of them. And how did Arden even know about it?”

“You saw him at the club that day.”

“Yeah, I saw him, but he wasn’t around when Javi gave me his number.”

Landon cocks an eyebrow. “Are you sure he wasn’t around?”

I am, but the way he asks makes me doubt myself.

“Or did you just not notice him because you were swept up in your Hannah bubble and not paying attention to your surroundings?”

Dammit.

It may have been the Hannah bubble, but I didn’t know I needed to be on watch, either.

“Well, I certainly didn’t see him. Either way, I don’t particularly care for Arden, and I don’t want him in my business. I certainly don’t want him enlisting Anae Richards to work on your behalf.”

“Obviously, I won’t need to use her again. But you forced my hand. You knew the score by that point. Did you really think I was going to let you talk to some other fucking guy, Parker? I would’ve intervened one way or another as soon as I knew what was going on. You’re lucky Arden was there and I was able to intervene before you ever really talked to the guy, because if he hadn’t been and I found you actually sending that fucker pictures, I would have had to carve out his fucking eyeballs.”

“You’re an ass,” I state.

“I think I was actually pretty fucking considerate. I knew you’d be pissed if I went after him, and I knew I’d been pretty hard on you, so I let you have a little fun.”

“With you,” I say sourly.

“I’m the only man of a fuckable age you’re allowed to have fun with. Sorry.”

“You’re a deceitful jerk.”

“Sure, if you look at it with that attitude. Reframe it. Think of it as roleplay, you just didn’t know it was happening.”

“That is literally not how roleplay works,” I state as he pushes me back on the bed and rolls over so he’s on top of me.

“You want me to do that ‘ask for forgiveness’ thing you mentioned before?”

Will he?

Out of sheer curiosity, I say, “Yes.”

He scowls at me, then leans in to nip at my neck. “Wrong answer.”

I push against him to get him off me, but despite my aggravation, I let my hands slide up his muscular chest. “No distractions. We are not done talking.”

“Since when has fucking ever stopped you from talking?” he asks dryly, leaning in again to kiss my jaw.

“No,” I say again, pushing him away harder. “I still have questions.”

“There’s only one question. Will I do whatever the fuck it takes to keep you to myself? You know the answer, so act accordingly and I won’t have to do any more psycho shit.”

Sighing dramatically as he attacks my neck, I ignore the pleasant shiver and tempting tug of arousal. “You don’t deserve a reward for bad behavior,” I mutter.

“Yeah, well, lucky for me, I don’t sit around waiting to see what I deserve.” His fingers slide into the waistband of my sleep shorts, and he pushes them down.

“Landon,” I complain, trying to push him off me.

He grabs my wrists, pinning them to the mattress and coming down on top of me so his weight is crushing me. “We’re done talking about this,” he informs me.

My heart leaps and I feel a twinge between my legs, but also a grinding in my brain. “It’s like you actively try to piss me off.”

He smirks, sliding his hand down my panties and grabbing my pussy and feeling how slick I am. “You don’t feel very pissed off to me.”


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