“You ought to have better manners than that, love. Such a pretty mouth shouldn’t be wasted with such foul words. Remember that they’re no use to you if you’re dead, so be very careful,” he threatened slowly, the warm air of his words causing shivers to run down my spine.
Evangeline Ross was nothing short of ordinary, hell, even she knew that she was boring. As a lack-luster college student with a minuscule apartment, towering student debt, and minimum-wage job waiting at a bar filled with cheap beer and cat calls, there wasn't much going on in her life.
On the other hand, Roman Vice, technology mogul and New York billionaire, had it all. From towering supermodels on each arm to exclusive dinner parties complete with aerial dancers and art pieces. Tall, dark, and mysterious, he was the danger every woman in New York searched for, complete with deadly and threatening secrets.
Except his secrets could land her a rotting spot in prison, set her heart aflame: bruised, beaten and all, and most importantly, killed.
So how did she still allow herself get tangled up in them?
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