Fallen Prince (FALLEN MAFIA PRINCE #1) by Julia Sykes EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Julia Sykes
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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Allie
A hard, muscular chest collided with my back, pushing me forward so I
was pinned against the wall. Panic slashed my thoughts to ribbons,
tangling my rational mind into a snarl of disjointed, primal fears.
Someone was in my house; a man had been waiting for me in the shadows
as soon as I closed the door behind me.
Animal instinct overtook my body as adrenaline surged through my
system. My hands slapped at the wall, my palms stinging as I struggled to
free myself from my attacker’s hold.
He was too strong. His hand tightened over my lips to smother my
scream, but he didn’t have to hold me with bruising force to trap me in
place. His bulky frame surrounded me, suffocated me. My chest seized; I
couldn’t seem to get any air into my lungs. The shadow-draped foyer spun
around me, and terror was a copper tang on my tongue.
“Breathe.” The growled command was punctuated by a sharp prick at
the side of my neck. Insidious warmth oozed into my bloodstream, pumping
through my body with each pounding beat of my heart. My muscles
relaxed, and fresh oxygen flooded my lungs, enhancing the strange,
alarming high that muddled my mind. The shadows around me deepened,
and I floated away into darkness.
“Wake up, Freckles. We need to talk.”
My eyelids were far too heavy, and sleep fogged my brain. I groaned
and tried to ignore the voice, but a harsh curse roused me. That deep,
masculine tone set off alarm bells in my fuzzy mind, blaring at me to wake
up.
A burst of instinctive fear pulsed through me, and I peeled my eyes
open. I squinted into the darkness, struggling to make sense of where I was.
A single, dim lightbulb hung above my head, cocooning me in a small
puddle of illumination that threw the rest of the room deeper into shadow.
The semicircle of floor that I could see beneath my feet was gray concrete.
My head spun, and my stomach churned. My surroundings were so
foreign that they didn’t seem real. This was something out of a disjointed
nightmare, not real life. My flesh began to crawl, and the primal impulse to
run caused my muscles to bunch beneath my skin.
The world flickered around me with each rapid pulse of my heart. The
sickening effect was disorienting, but I tried to bolt anyway. My arms
jerked against soft bindings, and my panic spiked. I twisted and pulled, my
mind refusing to accept that my wrists were tied behind the cold metal chair
that provided a rigid frame beneath my trembling body.
In my increasingly frantic struggles, a pinpoint of red light drew my
attention. I barely made out the shape of a camera set up on a tripod to my
right. I was being recorded.
Something stirred in the shadows, a darker shade of black. I stilled,
freezing like a spooked doe.
Dread coiled in my gut as the memory of a man’s hand on my mouth
flooded my spinning brain. The prick at the side of my neck had been a
needle, and I was lucid enough now to comprehend that my mind was still
sluggish from the drugs.
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