Sinners Anonymous (Sinners Anonymous, #1)

by Somme Sketcher

Visconti men in particular don’t fall in love. Because falling suggests it was accidental, and everything this family does is cold and calculated.

“If you belonged to me and dressed like that around other men, I’d pull down those skimpy bottoms and spank your ass until it was raw.”

He glares at me, hands tucked into his pockets. “Stop running from me, Rory.”

“I swear to God, Rory. You better know how to fly, because if you fall, I’m coming with you.”

“I’ll get on my knees and beg you until you get so sick of me you agree to be mine anyway.”

Now, be a good girl and moan my name while I worship you.”

I know war is coming, but with her, all I know is peace.

I didn’t ask her to marry me, I fucking begged, and then let her choose her own ring.