Warped (Dueling Devils Book 4) Read Free

It’s like you’re never fully here with me and
that eats me up inside. If it hadn’t been for me—”
    “No.”
Monster cut him off. “Saving you was second nature. You would’ve done the same
thing and you know it.”
    “Yeah,
but look at what it cost you. I’m the one who has to live with that.”
    “There’s
nothing to—”
    The
door to the front of the shop opened and the alarm beeped. Monster exhaled.
“We’ll finish this talk later.”
    Pan
nodded and walked away.
    “Yo,
anyone here yet?” Chase’s voice reached them in the garage.
    “Yeah,
Chase, me and Pan are working.”
    “Good,
come meet our newest co-worker.”
    Monster
set his tools aside carefully and rose, steeling himself for the response. He
was massive at six-foot-three, and the scars that covered the majority of the
left side of his body added to the intimidation factor. He rolled his shoulders
to loosen up the stiff muscles.
    Pan
replaced his mask. The boyish grin accompanied by a devilish twinkle in his
blue eyes returned. Pan was an entertainer. A caricature.
    Monster
envied his ability to hide in plain sight. Shoving his hands into the pockets
of his jeans, he navigated through the bay into the office. The sight that
greeted him stalled his heart momentarily.
    At
that moment, the tall, slender, brown-skinned woman made him feel like life
might be returning to a battered soul. His match in every way and he wanted her
instantly.
    She
stood a bit above average height. Her hazel-colored eyes held caution and
wariness. A steely expression that only came with the hardest knocks life could
offer up lined what should've been delicate facial features. Faded scars
covered her flesh, telling a story of pain. Her face was heart-shaped and
elegantly formed.
    She
would understand me. For him, the scars turned her face into a
surreal form of art. So much beauty not ruined, but transformed into strength.
His stomach twisted itself into knots and his mouth went dry.
    “Hey,
this is our new office manager and go-to girl, Symone, once I get her trained
up properly.”
    Symone. He turned the name around in his head…sensual and exotic, like the woman in
front of him. Her black button-down dress hugged her curves and skimmed her
knees. He wanted her legs wrapped around his hips and her red pumps digging
into his back. His cock twitched and he shifted his weight.
    “Symone,
this is Pan, the flirt, and his brother, Monster.”
    She
glanced between them and back to Chase. Her body took on a defensive posture.
The skittish behavior sent up red flags. Someone had hurt her badly.
    “Nice
to meet you, Symone. What a beautiful name.” Pan smiled, oozing charm.
    She
scowled and Monster snickered. She turned her multicolored gaze on him and he
tensed, waiting for disgust. Her eyes softened slightly.
    “Welcome
aboard. We can be loud and rowdy, especially when all the brothers are in here
working, but we don’t mean any harm by it.”
    “I’ll
keep that in mind,” she replied.
    Their
gazes held and the others in the room all but disappeared. Such a fascinating
woman. A mystery he wanted to solve.
    She
glanced away.
    Chase
cleared her throat. “Alrighty then, I’ll start showing her around. If you need
us, we’ll be in the office. “
    “Alright,
thanks, C,” Pan said. He turned on his heels and strode back to the garage.
    Unsure
what to say, Monster nodded and followed him. Dazed, he returned to the
motorcycle and knelt down.
    “Okay,
what the hell was that?” Pan asked.
    “What?”
    “Exactly.”
Pan pointed his index finger. “You’re bewitched.”
    Monster
snickered. “Bro, you’re buying too much into the whole Peter Pan reference.”
    “No,
don’t do that,” Pan snapped.
    Monster
glanced up. “Do what?”
    “Act
like nothing passed between you and Symone. You barely look at girls and the
two of you could not take your eyes off each other.”
    Monster
shook his head. “It’s clear we have things in common. I felt a kinship.