King of Sloth (Kings of Sin, #4)

by Ana Huang

If I ruined my brand-new Stella Alonso dress over this, I’d kill him, bring him back to clean up the mess, then kill him again.

It’s 700$…..should I sell my kidney now?

“Now, if you could release me immediately, it would be appreciated. I’m ruining a seven-hundred-dollar dress.”

“I thought you were an intruder. I could’ve hurt you.”

Now that we’d established I wasn’t here to rob or kidnap him, a familiar grin replaced his frown.

“Technically, you are an intruder, but a very beautiful one. If you wanted to join me in bed, you only had to say so. N...

Remember, murdering a client is considered unprofessional.

Yes thanks for reminder

warn off any woman stupid enough to fall into your orbit,

“I’ll attend the gala if you promise to join me on vacation after. Three weeks in Spain. No work, just play.”

“You want me to take three weeks off work?” “Yes.” “You’re out of your mind.”

riling Sloane up. She was so predictable in her responses and so spectacular in her anger, and I loved seeing her ice-queen façade melt long enough to reveal a glimpse of the real person underneath. It didn’t happen often, but when it did, I added it to the mental drawer where I collected all things Sloane. “Ah, you’re one of those.”

Objectively, Sloane was one of the most beautiful women I’d ever met. Blue eyes, long legs, symmetrical face…Michelangelo himself couldn’t have sculpted a better female form.

On anyone else, her simple black gown would’ve been boring, but Sloane could wear a grocery bag and still blow everyone else out of the water.

She’d obviously dressed with the intention of blending in, but she could no more blend into a crowd than a jewel could blend into mud.

“The minute you leave, I’m throwing my drink in another guest’s face and hijacking the music system,” I said. “Sure you don’t want to stay?” She didn’t look amused. “Do that, and our deal is off,” she said flatly. “I’ll check in at the end of the night.”

FSKSKS

You should see him. It might help. The doctors say having loved ones around⁠—” “The key phrase is loved ones. Since my mom isn’t around, I guess he’s fucked.”

Make amends before it’s too late. “I’m not the one who needs to make amends,” I said. There were only so many times a guy could try before he gave up, and I’d reached my limit years ago.

The sister I never knew I needed, the only one who’d cried when I left, and the only Kensington I still considered family after my grandmother died.

“I know people. Your older sister is pretty cool, you know,”

“Did you know there are online tutorials for everything? Including how to castrate a home invader with common household items.”

“Just shut up and follow me,” I snapped, wishing I had a wittier reply. “Yes, ma’am.” His cheeks dimpled. “I love a woman in charge.”

PLSSSSSSS

“Stansted. Sorry, my man.” Xavier shoved a handful of bills toward the front seat. “Appreciate it.”

Sorry my man💀💀

I could tell she was plotting my demise the entire time, but luckily, all sharp objects remained blood-free when we landed.

I was simply happy to fall into bed and pass out.

seen her in anything other than an evening dress or business wear. I was convinced she slept in those knife-sharp suits she favored so much.

“Nothing strange about it. You’re notorious for turning down men.” “Lucky me. Maybe they’ll get the hint and leave me alone.”

Us Sloane us (im kidding no one talks to me)

The CIA couldn’t torture me into reading that book, and she was doing it for fun.

I’d never read the books my mom reads Blegh

Sloane didn’t budge.

“I do not love this.”

“I do not love this at all.”

Since that would be rude, and I valued my life, I kept my hands to myself.

After I convinced her to leave her ridiculous nonfiction book in the villa,

Luna, your headaches aren’t from your hair.”

THEY ARE

“Wrong. My headaches are from dealing with you.”

I better not have food poisoning,

“Ouch. Treat a girl to a luxury spa and get verbally attacked in return. Decorum doesn’t exist anymore.”

Sloane was beautiful. Fact. I’d been physically attracted to her since the moment we met. Also fact.

“It’s the thought that counts, not the carats.” “The only people who say that are people who can’t afford carats.”

Sloane’s face darkened.

lest I mistook the move for weakness.

Little did she know, there was nothing she could do that I’d mistake for weakness. She was one of the strongest people I knew, and only a fool would think otherwise.

MY GOD

Sloane’s expression hardened again before she stood and walked to the exit. “Okay, good talk,” I said, following her. My voice sounded abnormally loud after the silence. “I learned a lot about you. Thanks.”

FAKSLSLS PLS I DIED AT THIS

On my list of worst ways to die, overheating half naked in a sauna with Xavier Castillo ranked somewhere between medieval torture and getting eaten alive by piranhas,

“If we had our phones, we could call the front desk, but we don’t,” I muttered. That was why I brought my phone everywhere. I didn’t care about screen addiction; at least it could save my life if and when the occasion arose.

“There’s an emergency button for these situations.”

Embarrassment scorched my cheeks.

My after that speech I did

“We survived death. It can only go uphill from here.”

I pushed him into a nearby bush.

Slay

Maybe it was the lack of judgment in his face…or maybe the heat had melted my brain. That was far more likely.

I’d never gone this long without checking my phone. What if my office was on fire? That was the thing about working in a skyscraper. You were subject to the idiocy of other tenants, many of whom didn’t understand the basic tenets of fire safety.

Was Isabella feeding The Fish properly?

THE FISH😂💀I hadn’t realized here