Devil Mine (London Underworld, #1)

by Khai Hara

“Get your head out of your SWOT analyses and spreadsheets and into real life, Tess. There’s a very real game of thrones that’s fought in every single city in the world, and I’m a player in it, just as you are. For every white knight, there’s a black one. Where there’s good, there’s evil lurking right beneath the surface. That’s the checks and balances of humanity. That’s how the world works. I’m a facilitator of the Underworld, not its creator. That darkness exists whether I’m involved in it or not, I just happen to master it.”

“Do you even know it? Are you even conscious of the dark urges you have, of the fantasies that you suffocate inside you because you think good girls like you shouldn’t have them?” His voice is liquid lust, intoxicating and persuasive as he rasps low, “I want them all. They belong to me. Give them to me and I’ll do every single one of them to you. Tell me all the dark, deviant fantasies you dream of and I’ll teach you how to be a good girl and a whore for me, just like you want.”