![]() ![]() I don’t have to gather more courage and look for someone else. When he flashes me a charming grin, I think I have my pick for the night.Ī small wave of relief floods me. Curly hair falls over his forehead and he’s wearing a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to expose his forearms. I climb onto one of the chairs and sit at the bar, in direct view of the bartender, whose name tag reads Simon. ![]() Since Black Moon is a high-end bar, I came a bit early so that I can get in quickly. Not even the small details as to which bar I’ll go to. With a deep breath, I make my way through the tables and try not to lose the confidence I’ve been building for days and planned for weeks. My hand turns clammy and I bring it up, resting it on my chest to calm both its shaking and my heartbeat. ![]() They’re digging into my skull and trying to pull out my true identity-the one that should, under no circumstances, be revealed. The decor is black and dark brown and the lights are dim, giving the patrons privacy and a sense of anonymity. The place has a classy, comfortable atmosphere that I’m drawn to the moment I walk in. Judging by the trouble I found with their firewalls, I’d say they’re good enough. Truth is, I’m absolutely not an expert on these things, but I did my research and also hacked into their system to get an idea of their security measures and the people who come here. It took me so much effort to leave home and come here, which is why my trip has got to bring results. It’s called Black Moon and is situated at the end of a backstreet in New Jersey. So the fact that I’m in a bar is a miracle that should be engraved in history. Friends? What are those? Clubs and bars? Yeah, they’re not an option. I wasn’t even allowed to adopt the normal American lifestyle. Although I was born in the States and have lived here my entire life, my origins will never change. It probably has to do with my Russian genes. Normal people hate the cold, but I find solace in it. With each move, I feel the soothing coldness of the pendent against my bare back. I improvised and used a dainty chain to attach the straps together at the back and hooking my lucky butterfly motif to it-the only thing my mom left me before she also disappeared to a different place than the one I’ll be going to. I’m wearing it now, the red dress that falls amply to mid-thigh and bares half of my back. We’re not even allowed to buy such things.īut I did. Good girls like me definitely don’t dress in provocative red dresses that show more cleavage than it hides. We’re just valuable stock to be used when the opportunity arises. We’re taught to always keep our legs closed, our hearts sealed, and our brains dormant. Good girls like me don’t think about fucking or doing it with a complete stranger. I just need to cross it off my bucket list before I disappear. You can find the complete playlist on Spotify. Knox Van Doren might have a charming smile, but a true villain lurks beneath it all.Īnd like any villain, he’ll use my sin against me.Īnastasia – Slash & Myles Kennedy & The Conspirators Little did I know I’m not, in fact, responsible.īecause the stranger I left in bed? Yeah, he’s not a stranger after all. Of course, I left first thing in the morning because I’m a responsible adult.Īn adult who has a new job that I need in order to keep my double life a secret. I’m not the type who has one night stands.Ī couple of drinks and a sinful British accent later and I’m in bed with a stranger. Sign up to Rina Kent’s Newsletter for news about future releases and an exclusive gift. This book isn’t dark as the rest of my books, but it’s filled with a lot of angst and an epic clash of many characters. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. This novel is entirely a work of fiction. It is illegal to copy this book, post it to a website, or distribute it by any other means without permission, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, scanning, or otherwise without written permission from the publisher. Empire of Sin Copyright © 2022 by Rina Kent ![]()
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