Bullet Proof: A MacKenzie Family Novella (The MacKenzie Family) Read Online Free PDF

champagne. The soft lighting, smooth jazz, and glistening, naked bodies. The rare orchid centerpieces that didn't have a scent. That was it. "The roses. Did you smell them? There weren't any roses in the foyer or salon."
    His eyes widened with understanding. "Aerosol delivery. The Davies-Smythes walked out of the salon right before the fans kicked on and I started smelling roses really strong."
    The bastards. They wouldn't get away with this. "We have to go to the police."
    "With what?" Taz looked down at her, raising one eyebrow with patronizing scorn. "We have no proof."
    "They can test our blood." She jabbed a finger into his chest to emphasize each word.
    He swatted her hand away as if she were as consequential as a fly. "And who's to say we didn't take the drugs ourselves?"
    Why did he have to be such an asshole about this? Witnesses, they'd need witnesses. Good thing there were at least fifty of them. "The other people at the party—"
    "Will never acknowledge being there. They do and their invitation is permanently revoked. This is their kink, their release, they're not going to give that up without a damn good reason for it."
    "Being drugged isn't enough?" she asked, her voice booming in the otherwise silent garage.
    "For that crowd?" He laughed. It was not a nice sound. "Not even close."
    "Nice friends you've got."
    "They're not my friends," he said. "They're people I fuck."
    Heat blasted up from her toes. Shame. Anger. Hurt. A deadly mix of all three. And this is why she had a battery-operated boyfriend who didn't say stupid shit that made her nose itch and her eyes tear up. Clenching her jaw tight, she inhaled what she hoped was a calming breath that would allow her to get her shit together before she grabbed her purse out of the car and called a taxi.
    "Well, I guess that puts me in my place." She grabbed her dress off the floor and stepped into it before turning so her back was to him. "Can you zip me up? I don't feel like giving the cabbie a show."
    He didn't move. "You're not going anywhere until we figure out what we've gotten ourselves into."
    Oh, she would be doing just that, but she wasn't going to deal with him while she did. "I work better on my own."
    She could find Gidget and figure out what was going on at Bisu Manor all by herself. Resisting the urge to flip him off, she reached behind herself, stretching her arms and contorting her body so she could reach the gown's zipper. But before she knew what was happening, he'd grabbed the back of her dress and ripped it clean down the back seam. It fell off her shoulders and to the floor.
    Spinning on her heel, she pressed both hands against his solid chest and shoved. Hard. "You asshole."
    Taz didn't move an inch or say anything, but the look on his face made her take a step backward. It wasn't far enough. He wrapped an arm around her waist and picked her up as if she weighed nothing, then threw her over his shoulder.
    Shock silenced her as he carried her toward the elevator in the back.
    "I promise, I won't hurt you," he said. "But you're not going anywhere until we know what's going on and I know you'll be safe."
    Maybe it was because of the blood rushing to her head from being held upside down. Maybe it was because of the mystery drug running through her system. Maybe it was because her mind-melting orgasm had turned her brain into a box of rocks. Whatever it was, she knew in her gut he wasn't lying. He wouldn't hurt her—at least not physically. As for the rest, she just had to make sure she remembered the lesson she'd learned while training at Devil's Dip Gym and keep her guards up.
     

CHAPTER FOUR
    Fucking A. What in the hell was going on?
    Taz jammed the three button on the elevator while trying to understand why he'd just ripped Bianca's dress in half and carried her off like a damn caveman. This wasn't him. He'd made his fortune with his hands but he never used them outside of the ring...not like this. But the frustration and fear for her had