Games of Sin: A Dark Mafia Academy Romance (Bloodlines Book 1) by Aria R. Blue

Author:Aria R. Blue [Blue, Aria R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-12-25T16:00:00+00:00

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CAMILLA

I’m trapped inside the sun.

Everything is warm, glowing, bright, decadent. It envelops me like a cocoon I never want to leave.

The only reason I open my eyes is because my throat feels like the Sahara.

Roman Zakharov is asleep next to me.

Everything from the night before comes rushing back. My heart pounds with adrenaline.

But this is the first time in weeks that I didn’t sleep with one eye open. It’s the first time I didn’t startle and sit up in bed at the slightest sound. And there’s a delicious looseness in my limbs that is new to me.

It’s him.

My entire life revolved around hating him. But I don’t think I ever truly hated him.

I was obsessed with the boy who made me want to believe in myself.

I was obsessed with the boy who looked at me like I mattered.

And it never faded.

Not even a little bit.

I gently unwrap his arms from my waist. He stirs, trying to pull me closer against his chest, holding me even in his sleep.

And in this position, I can feel his hard length branded against my ass.

My throat feels dry for all sorts of different reasons now.

What was I thinking last night?

It’s not like me to do something like that.

I glance down at my hand.

There’s something brown under my fingernail. The brownies. I remember that he kept offering me brownies last night.

With that single realization, all the warmth leaves my body. There’s only one reason he’s sleeping in my bed right now.

“You’re up,” a gravelly voice says from behind me.

This time, I push him off me and stumble until my ass hits the floor.

“You jerk,” I say. “You arrogant, entitled, selfish jerk.”

“That’s one way to wake someone up,” he says, running a hand through his sleep-tousled hair.

“The brownies,” I say. “They weren’t just brownies, were they?”

“You know things you’re not supposed to,” he says. “I wanted to make sure you weren’t going to use it against my family or me.”

I remember what he asked me.

It was about his mother.

A pang spreads over my heart. It hurts to know he thinks so little of me. But I guess I brought it on myself.

“I also needed to know if you meant what you said that night,” he says. “You said a lot of things, but I had a feeling you didn’t mean any of it.”

He stands to put his shirt back on, and for a moment, I forget what I’m about to say.

He’s chiseled.

The planes of his chest and the cuts of his abdomen look worthy enough of a marble statue. Tattoos cover his torso—a rose on his shoulder, wings over his chest, an owl on his forearm.

I become very aware that I’m standing naked in broad daylight.

My cheeks burn as I grab the bedsheet and wrap it around my body.

“It’s nothing I haven’t already seen,” he says, rolling up his sleeves.

“I’m not an animal like you,” I say. “And I meant every word of what I said that night. College might be a fucking game to you, but it’s something I actually care about.

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