Ties That Bind: The Bellum Sisters 3 (paranormal erotic romance) Read Online Free

polish looked fresh and cute. And to the put the icing on the cake, her busted nose had white crisscross tape covering it. So much for looking cute.
    Her bike was toast, her phone that had been in her jacket pocket and was crushed during the accident, smashed to smithereens. She felt her back pocket and pulled out her wallet. Cash and credit cards still intact.
    A young man stood by a pillar, sucking on a cigarette and yacking on his phone. Lily smiled and strode towards him. His eyes flicked to her, froze, then drifted down her body in an obvious survey. Lily lifted her chin a little higher.
    “Excuse me, could I use your phone? Mine broke. I was just in a car accident.”
    He blinked slowly, and then closed his jaw. Without bothering to say goodbye to whomever he spoke to, he hung up and handed it to her.
    “You are so sweet. Thank you so much,” she said with a sugary smile.
    He cleared his throat and attempted to speak to her several times as she dialed information, got the number for a taxi, and had one sent on its way in under five minutes. With another brilliant smile, she handed the phone back to him. “Thank you, darling.”
    His cheeks flushed. “You're welcome. Hey, anytime.”
    Lily gave him a little finger wave and took a seat on a bench. The taxi pulled up some thirty minutes later. She got into the back seat and gave him the address.
    The driver was young and dark-skinned, and super cute. “You sure you wanna go there? I heard that's the place with that...demon-man from the news.”
    Lily nodded, and he shook his head with disappointment. Over the past year, Telal had been on the news' stations more and more with his message about the rift. Both human and supernatural media groups had taken to the story like flies on sugar. Telal made it clear that the rift needed to be open so that his people, the shahoulin demons, could be free to roam the earth again. Instead they were trapped below with violent demons like the idummi and jaheera .
    Though the debates have been getting hotter and heavier as other supernaturals have come out to speak against it. Many said that the shahoulin demons were no less violent and that there's a solid reason why they were forced under the rift in the first place.
    They pulled in front of the giant skyscraper a little while later. The building went up at least forty stories, easily towering over the small skyscrapers around it. The sign on the front read: Demuzi Manufacturing Inc. Cameras moved and watched every possible angle around the building, and two armed guards stood at the front doors.
    Lily paid her fare and got out but was stopped at the doors. “Do you have an appointment?”
    “Yes,” she lied and ducked inside. Even more guards waited inside the polished building. Bright fluorescent lights lit the room like a tanning bed. Unlike other office buildings that might have a couple of fake plants and cheesy paintings on the wall, this one had none of that. A wide arched desk sat on the left with computer monitors and two guards behind it; opposite that were elevators and a stairwell.
    Lily kept her chin held high and marched towards the elevators. She didn't make it far. Three guards intercepted her. They wore full military-looking clothing with rifles and handcuffs—the only thing they were missing were helmets.
    “Do you have an appointment, ma'am?”
    “Something like that,” she said, giving the vaguest answer she could think of. She tried to walk past them, but the guards cornered her in, standing shoulder to shoulder. The camera in the corner of the room turned to lock in on her. Her heart started to pound as uneasiness built inside her.
    “Unless you have an appointment, we can't let you see Mr. Demuzi.”
    “He's expecting me.” Sort of. “Just call and tell him Lily Bellum is here.”
    The guard in the middle shook his head. “Can't do that. Appointments are arranged in advanced. Please allow me to escort you back outside. You can make an appointment