Sugar, Smoke, and Sins

Sugar, Smoke, and Sins

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She ran to survive. After years of torment, 19 year old Ariella "Ari" Vale disappears into the underbelly of a new city with nothing but a backpack, fake ID and her mother's bruises still fresh in her memory. She's desperate for money, for silence and to never be found. She stumbles into Café Nocturne, a sultry late night café on top of the edge of downtown. It's beautiful, mysterious and oddly... too perfect. But they need a barista and she needs a paycheck. Unbeknownst to her, the café is a front for one of the city's most brutal and secretive mafia syndicates. And the men who own it? They remember her parents. They remember the debt. And now, they're watching her. But what starts as a game of power and punishment becomes something no one expected... Obsession. Control. Redemption. Lust. And maybe... even love.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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