Syndicate of Sins (Toxic Paradise, #2)

by Marie Maravilla

“Embalming Bitches Services. Fuck us over, and we fuck you up. How can I help you?” Kenji’s overly chipper tone had me pinching the bridge of my nose.

I already know Kenji will be my favorite 🤣🤣🤣

“I will find you, macushla.” His voice carried over the sounds of the city. “And when I do, I will wring that pretty throat of yours.”

Stab one guy on staff, and suddenly no one trusts you.

I was a fucked-up version of Cinderella. One who’d never known the love of her father and didn’t get rescued by a fairy godmother or Prince Charming. And if Prince Charming showed up now, I would probably eat him.

Ten out of ten chance that her underwear was soaked. Now I got the appeal of hate sex.

“She can wear whatever the fuck she wants. One, because that’s her fucking prerogative, and two, I know my dick is good enough to keep her coming and coming and coming…back to me every time.”

“Want to play a little game with me?” he asked, voice dripping with ill intentions as he lorded over me. I ignored the moisture pooling at my core. “Like what? Clue?” I canted my head, pulling my lips into a sneer. His slight flinch only made it wider. “That’s easy. The bitch killed him in the torture room with a chair leg,”

She literally snarled when I leaned over and bopped her nose.

Niko might be the scariest one to look at out of the bunch, but damn, he was secretly the sweetest.

When accepting your body, there were always bound to be moments where you’d need to rebuild your walls and remind yourself that you were a hot bitch whose worth was determined by more than appearance.

“You may not want to fuck me, husband, but if you stick your dick in another bitch, I’ll cut the fuckin’ thing off. Which would be a shame because it feels like it’s a nice mouthful.”

“I may not be religious, but I’ll sink to my knees for my solntse. Anytime,”

I’d care for her until someone put me in the grave, and then I’d search the underworld to find her.

“I owe you nothing. Not my name. Not my attention. And sure as fuck not my politeness,” I bit out. Men like him preyed on women who’d been told “don’t be a bitch.” That term had been used to shrink women for so long that some still believed the lie. Be a bitch. Eat the ones who want to prey on you.

“I honestly don’t know why everyone assumes Cain is a man anyway. Has no one watched an episode of Snapped? Women are fucking ruthless; we push out humans we grow, for God’s sake.”

You don’t want a white knight. You want someone whose soul is as twisted as your own.”