Kingpin's Plaything

AR

seams. A king among criminals. And the way he watched me - calm, dangerous, calculating - made my pulse skip like a scratched vinyl. I turned, slid down the pole with practiced ease, hips rolling, back arching - the usual tease. The crowd roared. Bills flew. But none of them mattered. Only him. When the song ended, I stepped off the stage, heart racing, skin flushed. I shouldn't hav

TEO

os. She plays the girlfriend. I pull the strings. We both get what we want. But the moment her smart little mouth talked back, I knew I was in trouble. Amara