Sinners Condemned (Sinners Anonymous, #2)

by Somme Sketcher

I asked for a sign that I’d lost my luck and I received a full fireworks display.

What’s that saying, again? Something about if you think of the devil, it’ll appear? Well, tonight the devil is dripping wet and clutching a yellow book to her chest.

This girl isn’t the Queen of Hearts, but the Devil in disguise. Unfortunately, I can’t say for sure I wouldn’t follow her into hell.

I stifle a gasp. Angelo snaps out a card from the shoe and tosses it on the pile. Queen of Hearts. Raphael folds. He huffs out a breath and settles back into his armchair.

“Why do you care if I cry?” He tracks his thumb as it trails further down, across my bottom lip and along my chin. He grips me there for a moment, regret coating his features. “Because last night, I saw you laugh.”