Sinful Knight: A Dark Mafia High School Romance (Sinful Trilogy Book 1) by Tracy Lorraine

Sinful Knight: A Dark Mafia High School Romance (Sinful Trilogy Book 1) by Tracy Lorraine

Author:Tracy Lorraine [Lorraine, Tracy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-02-22T16:00:00+00:00


I sit for a few minutes in my car a little down the street from the restaurant. Dread sits heavy in my gut as I stare at the sleek sign that sticks out from the building.

Nothing good happens here. This was where shit hit the fan with Nico and Bri. And I really don’t want any kind of night that ends in a car crash like that. Literally or metaphorically.

Pulling my visor down, I stare at my reflection in the small mirror, hating what I see looking back at me.

The dread gets heavy, unease and disgust with myself trickling through my veins.

But what am I meant to do?

Refuse a job?

I shake my head at my own crazy thoughts.

That’s not how this shit works. Dad or any of the other capos say jump, and we immediately ask how high.

One day, we’ll be the ones making the demands. But until that time comes, we’re soldiers that have to get our hands dirty and uncover the answers those above us need.

Slamming the visor back up with more force than necessary, a grunt of irritation spills from my lips.

I check my phone—anything to put off the inevitable. Opening Instagram, I find the conversation with the woman I assume is Evie’s sister.

My latest message has been read, but she hasn’t responded. I’ve no idea if that’s a good thing or not.

She has to know that test needed to be taken first thing this morning if it was going to be any kind of reliable. I’m just hoping the fact that I acted on her message accusing me of taking advantage of her sister proved something. I mean, if I had actually drugged her, would I be offering up a test to prove I was guilty? Even if I knew it was unlikely to be reliable so many hours later?

Shutting the app down, I shove the phone back in my pocket.

The desire to shoot a snap of myself before a big date might be strong, but I can’t. Not like this. This side of me doesn’t get posted on social media. Ever.

With no other reason to put off going inside, I shove my door open, square my shoulders and march toward the restaurant.

The second I step inside, I know my couple.

They’re sitting at the bar, her with an elaborate cocktail, him with a whisky, both of them smiling at each other as they lean in close and talk.

And if I didn’t already know it was them, the smile that lights up her face the second she spots me moving closer is the confirmation I need.

Seeing her excitement, her husband turns to look in my direction.

This is the worst part. The people we target aren’t often stand-up citizens who just want a hot and steamy night. They’re purposefully chosen, the way we manage to slip into their lives to extract the information we need meticulously planned.

If either of them has any kind of suspicion of who I really am, it will all go to shit. It’s one of the many reasons Dad roasts me any chance he gets about my online presence.



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