Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 145

The room is spacious and clean. Quite opulent. It’s like the designer transported the insides of an Italian villa-complete with marble and finely upholstered furniture, glass chandeliers and even a cozy, roaring fireplace-into this dockside commercial building.

The stark comparison to the vacant warehouse behind me has me doing a double take.

“That’s our shipping and receiving area,” he says easily. “This

room is for receiving our special guests.”

That sounds creepy and ominous. “Ryker.”

I recognize him immediately as the wolf from the restaurant.

His features are too remarkable to forget.

He sniffs a bit at the gun in my hand, like it’s some accessory

that he finds offensive.

Whatevs.

“My brother?”

He holds out his hand.

but I can’t kick the

At a glance, I see my name on them and Roberts Corp. headings. “What are you

pin me and

beauty. I think he’d use his looks,

facade, I sense that this

“Sign them.”

has to be at least a hundred

to read them,

let my brother d ie. I just can’t. Not after

have my attorney

his head back like I said the funniest thing. A few seconds later, his

do they say?” I ask

turning

placed on top. I flip through the pages trying to skim, but really I’m just looking to buy time. My options are very limited. I can sh

my throat out.

said on the call, I need to see my brother first. Release him. I’ll give you whatever you

that. We can rebuild. Raise money. Start

a loved one once they’re stolen from us.

is final.