Requiem of Sin - A Mafia Romance

tonight. Willow needed to forget what we just went through, and Roxy knew exactl

glanced around for my bags. "You should ca

lding his end well, but it was still more than I can do on

ig

ormal. I made sure to grab the old, dented coffee can Martin never paid attention to

e of luggage. "Isn't that a b

small, laugh. "It's enough

lid once we were safely buckled i

colded from her boos

y, Wills. But reall

hick wad nestled inside the can. "I may have

work in a sexy cocktail dress with almost eve

a tiny girl could rack up a huge pizza bill. I knew that, but what I didn't know was how Martin would react when he return

to me, I need to know Wi

me to the fron

t job, but this was the first time I'd ever paused to actually look at it. I

ecause the golden lig

lights enveloping every square inch of Strip-facing architecture in a way that manages to pull you in without blinding you. It's open to anyone who wants to

out my financial situa

fact that I literally

m to notice-he certainly didn't bother apologizing-but he was very attentive to the gorgeous woman who draped herself on his arm

et leading to the front doors of The Meridian. I watched the coup

d, something in

ut in that moment, I wanted so much fo

afford it, because

ike it was part of my ensemble. The attendants smiled, nodded, greeted me with "goo

d and dinged and tinkled. Even the staff had an inner shine. As if they were part of the architecture

nds of cards with menace in their eyes. I don't know much about slots, either,

eally moving anywhere at all. But I must have, because I somehow

rom her stool at the machine closest to the pit. She grumbled something abo

d at th

y

y mind as I sat down and pulled ou

is in

this

ke they couldn't hear

ting arrows on a super complicated chart meant. I just watched a few people ne

ed-dollar bill, pressed the bi

irred. And then, a seven-letter word po

ck

now. The vacuum punctures and

y hear the bells and whistles

pewing gold coins and I could dive into my newfound money jacuzzi like Scrooge McDuck, but I guess not. Nothing but

n

sim

mun

damn life didn

ough, and they suck in a deep breath.

llow, and I are going to take the first private jet out of Nevada. We're going to find somewhere warm and qui

oing to

course with a nearby server just as she rounds the corner bearing a

it. My hand keeps going. Up and up, unti

r that happens

ncrusted eyes go wide as saucers.

urky brown waterfall, then intermingles with the vodka crans until it all looks like sewage. Th

us man in a sharp

am. The man, though, just t

g that. I don't know if he's an avenging angel or a fallen one, but he's

n think is,