Todos los capítulos de Deuces Wild: The Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

POV: BRIGAILLevel 3 heat:She had been ready for another argument. She had not been ready for his hands in her hair and his mouth on hers with that specific intention that left no room for thinking.She grabbed him back.He pushed her down onto the velvet of the chaise and pinned her wrists above her head and she stopped trying to keep up and just let him. He kissed her like he was settling an argument that words had failed to resolve, and she supposed that was exactly what he was doing."Tell me you love me," he said against her throat."I love you.""You won't leave.""I won't. Never."He held her face and looked at her for one long moment. Then he said, quietly and with complete certainty, "I love you. I don't say it often enough. But I do."She pulled him back down.Later, they lay tangled in the dark with the air conditioning running cold across their skin and neither of them willing to put space between them just yet. She could feel his heartbeat under her palm, still slightly

POV: ELIHe put his hands in his pockets and walked toward her with the unhurried steps of a man with nowhere else to be and nothing he wanted more than to stand exactly where he was standing.She was extraordinary.He had thought it in the lobby of the Obsidian Ace the first night he saw her in the beige gown Pam had assembled. He had thought it at the gala when she walked across the ballroom floor and bumped his arm. He thought it every morning when she picked his tie.He had not anticipated thinking it here, in a small bedroom in Louisiana, in a wedding gown that wasn't even hers, with her hair falling loose from a knot and her chin lifted in the specific angle she used when she was trying not to show that she was affected.She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen and he could not say that out loud because she would roll her eyes and call it empty words and mean it."Haven't you learned anything from last night, Miss Havens," he said.She swallowed. Said nothing. Her chest

POV: JERRY"Where have you two been?"Brigail launched off the porch rocker and was down the steps before they cleared the side of the house. Her eyes landed on the shotgun slung over Eli's shoulder and went wide."Where did you get that? Jerry, what is this?" She pivoted between them, incredulous. "When I said give him a warm welcome I meant shake his hand and offer him a cold Bud. Not drag him to god-knows-where and give him something you can kill each other with.""See what I deal with?" Eli said to Jerry."At least you had a choice," Jerry replied. "I didn't."Brigail swung a fist into Jerry's gut. He doubled over. She wheeled to do the same to Eli but Eli caught her wrist and pulled her flush against his chest before she could wind up."Wrong move, Havens. You should have hit me first," Eli said in her ear. "You've eliminated the element of surprise.""Let me go and I'll surprise you." She was already trying not to laugh."Hey!" Jerry straightened up, hand on his stomach. "I am r

POV: ALCIDEHe knew the exact moment he fell in love with Brigail Havens.October 18th. The year her father died.He was at the football field as a favor to Jerry, who wanted Alcide to assess his game before the season started. He was sitting on the bleachers when she came.She was riding an old bike, pedaling hard, her ponytail half-collapsed around her face. She dug both heels into the grass and stopped in front of Jerry.She had a two-stack stainless steel container in the basket. "You forgot your lunch, dumbo.""Left it on purpose," Jerry said. "I'm allergic to grits.""Second-day grits?" She pushed the container against his chest. Her voice was firm in the warmest way he'd ever heard anything said. "Take it, princess. When we win the lottery, no more grits. Until then you eat what we can afford."Jerry took the container. She got back on her bike and pedaled away.Alcide had watched her go and thought: Jerry Havens doesn't know how lucky he is.He had waited ten years. He had a s

POV: ELIGodric had told him once, on his deathbed: I've done godawful things. My only regret is that I won't live long enough to pay for all of them.Eli had not understood it then.He understood it now.He spread the three pages across the kitchen table and read the provenance of the Scarface chip from the beginning.Johnny Torrio, Chicago, 1939. Al Capone's mentor. Held the chip until he died in a barber's chair of cardiac arrest.New York. Chicago. Then Meyer Lansky in Las Vegas, co-owner of the Flamingo. After Bugsy Siegel's death in '47, Lansky held two chips simultaneously. When Lansky died in '83 neck-deep in debt, his daughter held an underground auction in Reno. A young businessman from Mississippi purchased both chips for an undisclosed sum. He was twenty-eight years old and already owned three casinos. Two assassination attempts followed. One took his wife. One left a scar on his left shoulder.Russell Edgington. Who had two chips and needed one more to hold the trinity.T