Marked By Lies: A Reverse Harem Series (The Marked Series Book 1) Paige Orr (top 10 most read books in the world .TXT) 📖

I can only guess that the car belongs to our little PI’s client and with the conclusions I came to last night about him, I decide to take a note of the license plate to do a little digging on my own. I’m probably being overly suspicious, but something just seems strange about someone who can afford the best in life, choosing someone so out of the way to do a job for them.

We both slip from the car, making our way towards the entrance to Miss Greene’s office. For being in such a rough part of the city, the building is in surprisingly good condition and you can tell that it’s only been refurbished recently. Not wasting any more time, I open the door, holding it for Zaph to make his way inside first and shortly follow after him.

The office is warm and inviting, making me relax a little as we walk over to the door where we can hear muffled voices coming from. I strain my ears trying to hear through the door which is strange in itself with my enhanced hearing. After speaking with the little hacker friend though, I’m guessing that she must have soundproofed the place against supernatural eavesdroppers for Miss Greene.

That fact may frustrate me but I have to admit that it was a smart move. It’s obvious that Miss Greene cares deeply about her client’s confidentiality. That’s always a good thing to find in someone that you're hiring to deal with sensitive issues. I guess Zaph made the right decision when he made his deal with her.

Zaph obviously doesn’t have the patience to wait until Miss Greene is finished with her client. So it doesn’t surprise me when he swings the door open without even knocking. I shake my head at him before following him into the office where we find a sleazy looking human who is quite obviously past his best days and the most breathtaking woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. Her picture on the website doesn’t do Miss Melissa Greene any favors, but seeing her in person is enough to steal my breath. The man swings around to us with a look of indignation on his face before he turns back to Miss Greene with a scathing remark.

“I thought you pride yourself in confidentiality, Miss Greene! If I hadn’t already paid you, I would rethink it for this intrusion.”

Melissa turns her head from the man, rolling her eyes before turning back to him with a placating smile.

“I apologize about this Mr. Sullivan. It seems that my next clients have arrived early. I can assure you this doesn’t happen often. If we’re done here, I’ll just give you your item so you can be on your way.”

With that, she pulls open the top drawer of her desk, pulling out a velvet bag, and getting to her feet. She motions for Mr. Sullivan to follow suit and he does, grumbling under his breath the whole time. She shows the bastard to the door, thanking him for choosing her before shutting the door behind him. She turns back to us, anger rolling off of her in waves.

“What the fuck do you think you’re playing at! Don’t you have any respect for other people’s business? I may have agreed to your deal, Prince Zaphyr. But that doesn’t give you the right to just barge in here whenever you please.”

I do my best to hide my growing grin behind my hand at the shocked look on Zaph’s face at the way she has spoken to him. No one apart from me has ever gotten away with speaking to him that way and walked away unscathed. But something about the woman in front of us has both of us wrapped up in knots.

Zaph clears his throat looking rather sheepish and I can’t stop the chuckle that slips free causing him to turn to me with a frown. He turns back to Melissa, giving me the chance to fully study her, and what I see doesn’t disappoint. When I say the woman has the most amazing curves, it would probably be an understatement. She reminds me of my days in Greece when they looked at supernaturals like Gods and Goddesses.

She could put my bitch of an ex Aphrodite to shame, not that I’d ever tell the psycho that if I want my balls to remain firmly attached. The sun coming through the window causes Melissa’s skin to take on a radiant glow and causes bronze highlights to shine in her midnight hair that hangs to her waist. The thing that surprises me though is her eyes. With one amber eye and one ice blue eye, you can’t help but be drawn into her gaze.

I’m not usually one for waxing poetically about women, but everything about Melissa draws you in, refusing to let you go. We’ve only just met and already I can tell that this woman will either damn me or redeem me. Only time will tell which, though.

Chapter Nine

Melissa

I am absolutely fucking fuming that this asshole thought it would be okay to just burst his way into my office. He may be a Prince in his world, but in my office, he’s just another client. I can tell that my outburst has shocked him, as he stands there staring at me in astonishment. His friend on the other hand is obviously struggling to hold back his laughter.

I really hate being around the Fae with their otherworldly, ethereal good looks, I can’t help but feel insecure in myself standing across from them. I’m as average as you could get, and these men look like they belong on the cover of GQ. Since I’m still waiting on whatever excuse, the Prince may have for his rudeness, I tut and make my way around the desk.

Taking my seat, I motion