The Devil's Den (De Kysa Mafia #1)

by Penny Dee

My eyes lock to hers. “But I am, my love. We both know my name will be on your lips tonight.” Her eyes flare. “Yes, when I call 911 to tell them I’ve murdered my fiancé.” Amusement twitches on my lips. I could volley with her all night, but the song finishes, and she leads me over to our table, where she downs a glass of water and fans herself with the menu. “I need the bathroom. But your new stepsister is coming over. Promise me you’ll behave.” “I’m not the one who’s been shooting death cannons from my eyes all night,” I mutter as Eve makes her way through the crowd toward us. “She’s young, and you’re ferocious. Be nice.” “Like an angel,” I mutter. “That’s what I’m afraid of, Lucifer.”

“Oh, so now I’m ruining your life? That’s rich. I’m not the one who married into fucking Mafia royalty.” “Stop being so dramatic. Honestly, where do you get these ridiculous ideas from?” “Are you blind? His whole family is neck deep in Mafia murdered corpses.” Amusement tugs at my lips. I have to give it to my stepsister, she’s creative. “Why don’t you put those crazy ideas to good use and write a damn book or something,” Juliet yells back. “Oh, so now I’m crazy?” she yells. “Again, with the theatrics, Eve.” Juliet sounds weary. “If that’s what you think of me, then I’m leaving—” Eve stops yelling when she appears in the doorway and finds me standing on the step. Her eyes widen for just a split second, then narrow. “Hello, gangster. Been lurking on the doorstep long?” “Long enough,” I say smugly. She shrugs. “Have you come here to clean house or is this a friendly visit?” “Clean house? Exactly what do you think I do?” She avoids answering by asking another question. “Do you have a gun?” “I do.” She leans her hip against the doorframe and folds her arms. “Have you come to use it?” “Do I need to?” She leans forward and whispers, “I know your secrets.” I lean forward and whisper, “Have you been googling me again?” Because her threat failed to get the reaction she was aiming for, she yells over her shoulder. “Mom, one of my annoying new stepbrothers is here.” “Your stepbrother?” Juliet shouts back. “Which one?” Eve’s eyes twinkle across at me as she yells back, “The scary-look...