Dirty Little Secrets (Kings of Bolten, #1)

by K.G. Reuss

“There you go. You’re a good girl, aren’t you?”

If she was going to suffer, it would be at mine. Who said romance was dead?

“Don’t worry, baby girl. You’ll be taken care of.”

“You don’t fucking touch what belongs to me,”

“You’ve been a good girl. Good girls get rewarded when I own them.”

Dead. He was fucking dead. And I’d fuck her in his blood after I gutted him.

The words of Matteo De Santis played on repeat in my head. “Kill Bianca D’Angelou. Don’t let her marry Mikhail Ivanov. Kill her, and we’ll release your sister.”

One cannot blame a monster for doing monster things, and I was the scariest monster of all.

“Look at me,” he commanded in his deep voice, his eyes wild. “Look at who the fuck you belong to.”