Vegas Mafia
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Gambling is my guilty pleasure.
Luckily I own the casino so my credit never runs dry.
It’s not enough.
I’m a thrill seeker. I crave delicious depravity and control over women who are backed into a corner with nowhere to run.
To offer them a choice that always works in my favor. To watch their defiance crumble on top of my silk sheets as I ruin their souls for any other man.
Then she fell into my web.
Soft, cute and broken.
She dazzled me across the table just before she lost everything.
She was the perfect prey to hunt.
I made her an offer she would be fool to refuse.
She offered me a valuable lesson.
That sometimes the tables turn and the hunter becomes the prey.
A deliciously dark mafia short story where what happens in Vegas ends in Vegas.
One reckless night. One dangerous man. One choice that changes everything.
On the eve of my arranged marriage to a mafia stranger, I crave one last taste of freedom.
Vegas is the perfect escape, and the infamous Virago promises sin without consequence.
But when I intercept a call for 'entertainment' to the Penthouse, I make a reckless decision—I convince the receptionist that I’m the woman for the job. One night, one stranger, no regrets.
Then I meet him.
Dangerously handsome. Sinfully wicked. The kind of man who devours innocence and leaves nothing behind. The perfect man to take what I’ll never offer my future husband.
It’s just one night. At least I thought it was because when dawn breaks and I walk down the aisle, the man waiting at the altar watches my approach with a face like thunder.
I thought what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas but I was wrong and the consequences prove deadly.