Tempting Bad: A Dark Mafia Kidnapping Romance

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JASMINE

I swallowed down a lump in my throat, suddenly a bundle of nerves, as I began trudging up the stairs, ready to make my way to the private lounge that the Golden Ace had restricted to VIPs only.

I dusted my hair off, and smoothed my hands over my ass, hoping that I looked the part.

Hoping that I looked my best.

And then I walked into the booth, and saw four men sitting down at a table together.

There were two older men, who looked about sixty-five years old.

And there were two younger men...

One who looked around thirty-seven, and one who looked around forty.

My heart pounded against my chest, as I drunk in the view of the thirty-seven year-old.

He was gorgeous.

Possibly the most gorgeous man I'd ever laid eyes on in my entire life.

He had dark, rugged black hair, a rugged black beard, pale green eyes, tanned skin, thick eyebrows.

Everything about him exuded power, wealth, dominance.

It radiated from him.

He was wearing tight black clothes – black trousers, paired with a tight pressed long-sleeve black shirt, and black boots.

His clothes were so tight, that you could visibly see his well-built physique. He had huge muscles, and his buttons looked like they were about to burst open.

There was a tribal-style tattoo on his neck, with serpents laced in between thick black lines.

Not only was he built like a Greek God...

He looked like one too.

And I could feel my cheeks burn bright red...

As his eyes darted upwards to lock with mine.