Fear The Reapers: A Dark Mafia Romance (Lovesick Villains Book 1)
Fear The Reapers: Chapter 8

I couldn’t decide what I looked forward to more, my brothers’ reaction to the girl at our doorstep or the commotion that her presence in our home would create. She wasn’t what we were expecting in the slightest. In fact, I was so surprised by her appearance that I stupidly offered her an easy out.

The delicious porcelain skin, long raven hair, and full pouty crimson lips proved too much for my pussy-motivated brain to handle. The moment I laid eyes on her, I froze and transformed into Mr. Fucking Gentlemen. As I circled around her curvy form, I had to restrain myself from reacting to her intoxicating scent of creamy vanilla and freshly cut pears. She was temptation, personified.

My fingers wanted to touch her soft skin, my hands itched to wrap her long tresses around them, and my teeth wanted to sink into her juicy bottom lip. Dressed in all black, her doe-like chestnut eyes made her look like a good girl you couldn’t help but want to taint.

No wonder Malcolm tried to pawn off his other girl first. This one had to have been his prized possession. If she was a drug user, she hadn’t been using long. The drugs had yet to wear her body down. She still had a youthful radiance to her skin, a luscious ass, and a set of full tits to match. But if she was working for him, she had to be a user. No other reason a girl like that would go anywhere near the pathetic piece of trash.

As I watched her through our mirrored windows, I could see the indecision weighing on her features. I had given her an out. I may be a murderous asshole, but I was a man of my word. She’d be free to go if she walked away now. I’d smooth things over with my brothers if I had to.

If she had some common sense in her, she would. The only people dumb enough to enter our world did so out of desperation. Caspian Hills was a dirty city beneath all the shine. She could get drugs anywhere in town, so what was making her want to stay?

Walk away, Princess.

Stay far away from me and my brothers.

Her features morphed into a scowl. She mumbled something under her breath and winced as her arm inexplicably twitched. How disappointing. That subtle twitch told me everything I needed to know. She was a user.

I hoped she would differ from the other woman that tried to crawl into our laps, but I should’ve known to never trust such a beautiful face. She may be after something different from the gold diggers that usually came our way, but desperation was desperation.

She was coming down from something. Crystal meth, more than likely. It was a shame too, because with those looks and that soft, curvy body she would’ve been an excellent fuck. At least now we knew who we were really dealing with.

Sorry Princess, but if you think we’re going to be your sugar daddies, you’re sadly mistaken. We aren’t the heroes in your story, we’re the villains.

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