A Game of Hearts and Heists (Girl Games, #1)

by Ruby Roe

There are two things I love: winning and angry women. If the two happen to fall together, and I win—or seduce—an angry woman, well, I’ll let you work it out. The problem is, women—and angry ones in particular—never quite play fair. Which is precisely the case for my current angry-woman-play-thing, Quinn Adams. Resident New Imperium medic—she’s more commonly known, in my circles, for her vicious skills with poison. She’s also a royal pain in my ass.

This is the game between us. She wants to kill me as much as she wants to fuck me. And much to my disdain, the feeling’s mutual.

She wants to stab me as much as she wants to strangle me. It’s just unfortunate I seem to experience the same dilemma. Fury one day, furiously horny the next.

I’m expensive, darling. Just the way I like it.

Unfortunately for him, cock only ever does it for me if it’s strapped to a set of tits.

Madam Lustra is older than me. In fact, she’s probably old enough to be my mother.

I prefer the more commanding girl—a girl with weapons in her hands and murder in her heart.

I edged my way around the room, watching. Waiting. She danced with the club owner. It took all my strength not to pull out the blade I’m hiding in my waistband and throw it across the room at Lustra. I might hate Quinn. But she’s mine to fuck with. No one else’s. I had to force myself to stay against the wall and watch as she wrapped her fucking fingers around Lustra’s neck.

Hello, my angry girl.