"When I'm with you, I feel like I'm home, but sometimes home isn't the best place to be."

Paris didn't know if it was the liquor in her system that was making her feel turned on by him just staring at her. She watch as He took his drink to the head in one gulp causing some to drip down, he licked his pink lips slowly while She stared at him with a lustful gaze, thinking a millions of things his tongue could do to her. She found her self getting excited from how close they were he lean down even more closer to her face and down to her neck. Loving the feel of his breath on her neck she anticipated for his lips to meet her neck when she felt the warmth leave her and heard someone let out a deep chuckle She opened her eyes she realizing that he was only reaching over to put the cap back on the bottle which made her blush in embarrassment Paris couldn't stand how he was making her feel, she grip on to the counter feeling like she was ready to faint, while he walk back to where he was earlier leaning over the counter like nothing happened. Finally Getting herself together Paris took another drink gulping it down not liking how she was feeling naked under his intense stare. ¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥ All his life King had to Watch how people around him suffer and even died because of love he vowed not to ever fall in love, He wanted nothing to do with it. Till one day he met paris who also didn't believe in love, she knew the rules and she knew how to play the game from watching her brothers run the game on girls. Read on to find out What happens when the infamous king meets Paris, will it send their life and heart into a unexpected twist and turns. Reader's discretion advised. This book contains mild language, violence and sexual content

NOTICE: First Three Chapters are free, and readable but the rest of the book can be bought online. Please follow @authorcr4vinz on Instagram to stay updated. And for any queries, @zcr4vinz@gmail.com "Don't Play Games With Me." He Whispers As He Pulls Me Onto His Lap. "I'm Not." I Bite My Lip. "Then Tell Me, Who You've Been Texting All Day." × × × Everybody wonders how I do it. How I love the most dangerous man on this planet. How I keep him mine with his wild looks, and handsome figure. When really, I didn't fall for him. . he fell for me. _____ Model in the cover: Instagram- _Amoafoa_ ❤❤ https://instagram.com/_amoafoa_?utm_source=ig_profile_share&igshid=17qgc9hx1nyly #41 in Romance 01/02/18 #21 in Romance 13/02/18 #18 in Romance 19/02/18 #6 in romance 26/03/18 #5 in Romance 02/04/18

Fair warning- Major plot holes and rushed writing - "Is this for me or him?" He spoke as he traced the waistband of her soft pink lace thong. "Neither of you." She spoke roughly as she rolled her eyes again. Angelo was all about possession and it was something she'd never grant him. Her legs spread as he kissed her through her panties. "Mmm looks like they're for me based on our current situation, no?" He chuckled as he slid them down her legs before they disappeared into his pocket. "Oh shut up and eat me." "My pleasure." -- Serenity Jones, a 29 year old newly hired FBI intelligence analyst and previous NYPD detective, had never planned to sleep with cold hearted Mobster Angelo Costello once- let alone the countless other times it'd happened. *Full description inside* ****WARNING THERE WILL BE MATURE SCENES SUCH AS MURDER, GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS, SEXUAL SITUATIONS, AND HARSH LANGUAGE! TRIGGER WARNING****