Neil (The Uncompromising Series Book 2)
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Authors: Sybil Bartel
Tags: #The Uncomprimising Series, #Book Two
Copyright © 2016 by Sybil Bartel
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Edited by:
Rebecca Paula
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All characters in this book have no existence outside the imagination of the author and have no relation whatsoever to anyone bearing the same name or names. They are not even distantly inspired by any individual known or unknown to the author, and all incidents are pure invention.
Warning: This book contains offensive language, violence and sexual situations. Mature audiences only. 18+
ANDRÉ - The Uncompromising Series Book Three
TALON - The Uncompromising Series Book One
BOOKS BY
SYBIL BARTEL
The Unchecked Series
IMPOSSIBLE PROMISE
(Book #1)
IMPOSSIBLE CHOICE
(Book #2)
IMPOSSIBLE END
(Book #3)
NO APOLOGIES
(The Rock Harder Series Book #1)
The Uncompromising Series
TALON
(Book #1)
NEIL
(Book #2)
ANDRÉ
(Book #3)
March 2017
ROARK
(Book #4)
September 2017
NEIL
The Uncompromising Series
Ex-Danish Military Special Forces, built like a legend, and uncompromising in every way—Neil Christensen didn’t walk into my life. The Viking-sized warrior crashed it like a hurricane.
The moment he showed up at my strip club, my life fell to shit. South Florida’s most ruthless motorcycle gang, the cops, the Feds—they all want something I don’t have, something the Viking took from me.
I thought I could run, but the motorcycle gang caught me. Now the only thing standing between me and an unmarked grave is a warrior I don’t trust.
I’m not afraid to die, but I am terrified of weathering the storm. Because when a Viking decides to unleash his fury, no one is going to come out unscathed.
Warning: This book contains alpha heroes, offensive language, violence and sexual situations. Mature audiences only. 18+
NEIL
is a full-length, standalone novel and is the second book in the Uncompromising Series.
TALON
, the first book in the Uncompromising Series is also a full-length, standalone novel and is available now.
For Adrian and Becka.
Three Months Ago
I
T WAS HIM.
Oh my God,
it was him
.
One step into the lobby and his gray-blue penetrating stare zeroed in on me.
My heart skipped, my pulse jumped and I drew in a breath that did nothing to hide my shock. Everything from that night came back in an unwanted rush of fear and all I could think was
he’s even bigger in a suit
.
I wanted to squirm, or worse, thrust my tits out to get his eyes off mine, but this wasn’t a strip club and I didn’t wear a G-string anymore. My name was on an actual paycheck and my heels were business casual. For the first time in my life, I had a legit job behind a granite reception desk. I needed to act professional because my boss walked in right next to him and barked my name like an order.
“
Ariel
.”
Dragging my eyes off the man who was so damn tall and muscular he could be a Viking, I forced a smile and nodded at André Luna. An ex-Marine and the owner of the personal security firm where I answered phones, he was as badass as they came, but next to Viking, his six-foot frame and hard muscles looked small. “Morning.” I left out the good on purpose.
André shoved his phone in his pocket and rested his hand on his waist right next to his holstered 9mm. He inclined his head at Viking. “This is Neil Christensen. Neil, Ariel.”
Christensen
. Shit, he was a Viking. “Nice to meet you.” I never thought I’d see him again.
Studying me like he could read my mind, Viking barely nodded but he didn’t speak.
André glanced at him and lines formed between his eyebrows before he looked back at me. “Who’s off the schedule today?”
I nervously typed a few strokes and brought up the spreadsheet that’d taken me three nights of googling Excel YouTube videos to learn how to use. I scanned the list, wondering what Viking was doing at Luna and Associates. “Tyler’s here.”
“Block him out for two days.” André turned to Viking. “Will that work?”
Measured and quiet and in a language I’d never heard, he spoke. His deep cadence filled my head like it was a memory instead of the first time hearing it. The sound, all at once intimate and familiar yet foreign, threw me back to that night two months ago.
My head whipped violently from the backhanded blow. Pain exploded in my cheek and blood pooled in my mouth. “Eat shit, Jimmy.”
“You little bitch, I’ll fucking teach you who’s boss.”
My lips curled up in a sneer. “How? By forcing me to suck your small-ass dick? I’d like to see you try. Just because I strip at your shitty club doesn’t mean I’m a whore.”
The yacht rocked and he lunged forward. Landing with his hands on my thighs, he gripped my flesh and dug his fingers in. “Shut your fucking mouth.” His alcohol-laced breath reeked of anger.
“Now you want me to shut up?” I taunted, moving my foot into position. “After telling me you wanted my smart mouth to keep you company tonight?”
He gripped a handful of my hair. “I said you were gonna entertain me,
puta
.”
“I’m not a bitch.” I kicked him in the balls.
“Pinche puta!”
One hand flew to his junk but the other swung out and made a solid connection with my jaw.
I saw stars.
Jimmy gripped my neck and let out a string of cuss words. “I’m gonna kill you for that, you fucking whore.”