Untamed: Bad Boy Fighter Romance (Fighting for Gisele #2) Read Free

wallet and room key. He was going to hit the Strip and forget his problems. While he was out on bail, he intended to make the most of it. And if Gisele didn’t care, well, that was her choice.
    Micah reached for the door just as his phone vibrated. His pulse raced, but when he looked at the screen he saw that it was only Luke. After stepping into the hallway, he texted back: I’m on my way down . Then he got in the elevator.
    When the doors opened, Luke held up his hand to greet Micah. “Ready for some action?” his friend said.
    Micah strode toward the entrance. “I’m always ready.”
     

 
    Chapter 2
    When Gisele was alone, she went back inside and took the elevator up to her room to get away from any well-meaning staff. Still in shock, she shut the door behind her and fell onto the bed, with a splitting headache. For quite a while, she lay there, trying to regain some composure.
    The weekend with Micah had been the best two days she’d spent, and she’d begun to envision a real relationship. After being with him, any other man wouldn’t do. They’d made no commitment past the end of their date, but there had been every reason to think that things would continue.
    But now she didn’t know. She was distressed over how it all went so wrong, so fast. With her forearm over her eyes, she considered her predicament. Gisele wanted to do something to help Micah, but didn’t know what.
    Whenever she’d tried to defend him, or explain what had happened, she’d been brushed aside. It was in moments like that she understood Micah’s love of fighting. She’d been inclined to punch the next person who told her that her statement would be taken later.
    An officer had written down her name and contact information, then informed her that she would be called to come into the station for an interview. That wasn’t how it was in the movies. At the scene of a crime, no one was allowed to leave until they’d given a statement.
    She guessed that was just for murders, not for boyfriend disputes. One thing was for sure—she wasn’t going to sit around and cry about what had happened. She had to do something. The problem was that she didn’t know what.
    Gisele was desperate to explain to Micah that Vik had lied, and to make him understand how she really felt. But she wasn’t going to talk through the bars of a jail cell. She sat up on the bed and rubbed her temples.
    She couldn’t just stay at the resort; she had to do whatever she could to get Micah out of jail. After taking a couple of headache tablets, Gisele reached for the hotel phone. The hotel concierge would call a cab for her, and maybe she could get to the jail not long after Micah had been booked.
    As she reached for the phone, there was a knock at the door. She thought it was Micah, and her heart skipped a beat. Then she realized it couldn’t be; the police wouldn’t have just let him go. Gisele opened the door to find her brother standing in the hall.
    Alek stepped inside before greeting her. “Gisele, are you okay?”
    “Yes, I am, but I assume you know that Vik has been taken to the hospital.”
    “The paramedics called when Vik gave them my number,” her brother said. “I came here immediately.”
    A thought occurred to her. “How did Vik know that I was staying at this resort?”
    “I told him.” Alek said it without emotion, as if taking it for granted.
    Yet her brother had interfered in her private life, confirming that he had a particular interest in her choice of men. It made her wonder about his motives, and whether it really was his concern for her that prompted him to do such things.
    “But how did you know that I was here?”
    “You texted that you couldn’t make it to the poker game Saturday night.” Alek stood there, looking at her.
    Gisele tried to put it all together. “Yes, but I didn’t say why I couldn’t work that night…or where I was.”
    Alek shrugged it off. “You didn’t have to.” He paced a couple of steps. “You