Cousins In Love: An Alpha Bad Boy Romance (Book 3) Read Online Free

Cousins In Love: An Alpha Bad Boy Romance (Book 3)
Book: Cousins In Love: An Alpha Bad Boy Romance (Book 3) Read Online Free
Author: Lisa Lang Blakeney
Tags: romantic suspense, new adult romance, Bad Boy romance
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brother and sister reunite. The main one being that it will make my wife happy, and I would move heaven and earth to make Juliette happy. You obviously wouldn't do the same for Elizabeth. You need to ask yourself if she's what you really want, or more importantly if you've even earned the right to have her."  
    I hate the old man sometimes. He's an asshole. Especially because he has the unique ability to make me second-guess myself and call me on my shit like no other. All this lunch has managed to do is piss me the fuck off. Elizabeth is definitely going to have to give me a repeat performance tonight to help me heal myself of all of the fucking passive aggressive jabs he's taken at me today.
    I start walking towards the front door. I want to get the hell out of here in the worst way. He didn't really have to bother telling me again how my existence wasn't planned or wanted. That has always been crystal clear. Yet there's something about hearing it from his own lips, though, that makes me resent him just a tad bit more than I already did before I walked in this house.  
    We were never ultra close, but there were times when Joseph gave me glimpses of what a good father should look like. He took me to buy my first car. He introduced me to boating. He actually attended a couple of parent-teacher nights. He brought me into the family business. It's the knowledge of him doing these things, things he didn't have to do, that have always been at war with the man who left me without a second glance in the care of my crazy ass mother. The man who took years to get it sort of right. The man who basically just told me to my face that I don't deserve Elizabeth. That I'm not worthy.
    Am I?

CHAPTER THREE
    ROMAN

    This is the second best feeling in the world.
    My knuckles connecting with the jaw of a complete prick.
    His face twisting and contorting from the impact.  
    Blood splattering across the sleeves of my hoodie and the concrete.  
    My heartbeat steady.  
    My breathing calculated.  
    Damn, I missed this. This kind of control. This absolute power. It's as close to an orgasmic experience as I can feel. Not to mention that I'm doing the world a public service by kicking this dirtbag's ass. Everyone out here has been talking about him under their breath but not doing one single thing about it. Somebody out here had to step up to the plate.  
    Today it's me.
    I'm not sure how many days it's been since I've been on a run. I've lost track, which isn't a good thing, so today was hard. Real hard. My run didn't feel good like it usually does. The endorphins never kicked in. The shit felt like work.
    That was until I spotted this dirty looking skateboarding kid in the middle of the park, who was tearing into his girl's ass about something. Probably something trivial. Something that didn't warrant the venom he was spewing. Annoying the fuck out of me and everyone within earshot, by getting louder and louder by the minute, and making the girl tear up in public.  
    The girl's a plump little thing with mousy brown hair and sad eyes. Wearing a dingy plaid shirt and ill-fitting jeans, the girl wasn't much to look at, but fuck if that mattered. She was somebody's daughter or perhaps someone's future mother. Hopefully never the mother of this devil's spawn. I literally watched this poor girl shrink by at least a foot from sheer humiliation today.  
    So while it is completely none of my business, I just couldn't let it stand. Like I said my run has been shitty, and so I'm already annoyed. I had to make it my business.
    As their confrontation escalated, I casually finished stretching my hams and calves out, cracked my neck, and started to walk over to where the two of them were standing. Him yelling. Her shrinking. They were by the park's tallest white oak arguing, or should I say the prick was yelling while the girl cowered and took small steps back, farther and farther away from him. I can tell that he's done this before, and I'm guessing he's
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