Book one of the Velvet Lounge series ~ Jewel
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"Did you like the show?" I whisper, my voice low, like velvet, as I twist and turn, allowing my body to speak the language I know best.
His eyes follow my every move, and I can feel the tension in his body tighten. He's studying me, waiting for me to slip-waiting for the crack in my armor.
But I wouldn't give it to him.
I lean in closer, brushing my lips lightly against his ear as I ask, "Or did you come for something more?"
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Jewel Monroe isn't just a dancer at the Velvet Lounge-she's the dancer. The kind men whisper about long after they've left, the kind they return for, desperate for another glimpse. With her sharp wit and unforgettable beauty, she's every man's desire and every woman's threat. But beneath the shimmer of stage lights and sultry smiles, Jewel is far more than just a performer.
She's a spy.
Trained in the art of seduction and deception, she moves through the Velvet Lounge's smoky corridors with purpose, gathering secrets as effortlessly as she steals hearts. Under the authority of the club's enigmatic manager, Madame Colette, Jewel uses her talents to extract information from the city's most powerful and dangerous men. Yet, some secrets she keeps for herself-because knowledge is power, and power is survival.
But one night changes everything.
Booked for an exclusive private room, Jewel expects the usual: a wealthy client looking for a little distraction.
Instead, she finds him. The Diavolo. A name spoken in hushed tones, laced with equal parts fear and fascination. He isn't just another patron seeking pleasure; he's a man of power, a ghost in the mafia underworld who only appears when there's business to attend to.
Thrust into a world bigger than herself, while also running from her dark past that threatens to creep up on her, Jewel must play the game... or be played.
[A SWEET MAFIA ROMANCE]
Nicole thought that her life would be easy now after she left behind all the memories of an awful night, which led to an unexpected tribulation in her life. She moved into a new city trying to forget the inexplicable incident that happened with her. Little did she know that she can never escape from it because the devil will always find her. No matter how hard she tries to get away from him.
He was meant to be her medicine but he turned out to be a Slow Poison.
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I hear his hoarse voice bringing me back from the daze as he growls in between the kisses. "You have no idea how dangerous it can be..." He says with his lips going down to the area just above my breast, he sucks in desperately, squeezing my ass gently, making me whimper in bliss. I clutch to his shirt, trying to hold my body from collapsing.
"Careful...You are messing with the devil, Cole." He doesn't let me breathe for a minute as he starts attacking me with his open-mouthed kisses all the way back. Rapture succumbs me as I feel his lips again on my neck, traveling higher. I breathe heavily, unable to maintain my composure while being acquainted with this unfamiliar sensation. His lips reach my ear as he gently nibbles my earlobe.
"You know why people call me the devil?" His breath fanning over my ear. "It's not because I am a sinner."
His harsh breath comes out in pants, showing me how equally he is affected as he continues. "It's because I am capable of making innocent people commit sins."
WARNING: Contains strong language, sexual descriptions and scenes which might be uncomfortable for some readers such as depiction of illegal occupations, drug dealing, use of weapons, blood and killing. Read at your own risk.
Also, I have no claim over the pictures used in the story. They are taken from internet.