Sinful Intentions by Shandi Boyes EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Shandi Boyes
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- Genre: Organized Crime
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My knuckles pop when I follow Kirill and two of his men into a
seedy strip club on the outskirts of Kronstadt. Kirill is a piece of shit mafia
leader I’d never heard of until my ride-or-die brother stumbled onto his
lineage.
Ghost was unnamed, unaged, and on the fast track to juvie when we
became friends shortly after my ninth birthday. Everyone called him Ghost
because his hair was as white as a snowflake the first ten years of his life
before it was dirtied by the lifestyle we were forced to live to keep food in
our stomachs.
The boys’ home we lived in until the day I turned fourteen provided a
roof over our heads, but if we didn’t want to go hungry and wear holey shoes
handed down from the boys older than us, we had to get the rest ourselves.
It wasn’t done legally.
Don’t paint me with the same dirty brush that darkened Ghost’s hair. We
were more the Robin Hoods of Russia. We stole from the rich and gave it to
the poor.
We just so happened to also be the poor who benefited from our criminal
ways.
We got busted a handful of times, but sometimes that was the point. We
still had to fight for a share of the food in juvie, but it was done in the mess
hall instead of icy back alleys that could kill a man standing up if you didn’t
keep moving to stop your blood from freezing in your veins.
Our summer months were spent implementing the plans we made while
locked away.
Well, except for that one summer.
Her hair is as blonde as the first whore Kirill picks to take home for the
night and her tits as sweltering as his second pick. I’m lost for similarities
with his third, and I am honestly clueless about why he wants her. I’ve
always been a one-for-your-mouth, one-for-your-dick kind of man. A third
will only get lost in the process of being so fucking exhausted you’ll spend
the day in bed.
“He’s done for the night,” I murmur into the cell phone I recently
squashed to my ear. “His picks are made.”
Ghost sounds as peeved as I feel, but it has nothing to do with his girl
being married to Kirill and everything to do with his baby sister and niece
being disrespected in front of our competitors. This strip club is owned by
Maksim Ivanov, a badass gangster who has no issues bringing a woman to
her knees with a stern backhand slap, but unlike Kirill, he is a one-woman
man.
Despite the miscommunication of my above comment, I’m the same way.
When I am snowed under—by a woman, not coke—I don’t fuck around.
When you’re my girl, I’ll pretend the only multitasking I can do is choking
you out while fucking you from behind so hard and fast you’ll be searching
for your uterus for a week.
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