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They call me the Femme Fatale.
But only because they don’t know me.
My job - seduce men to the climatic point of
falling in love with me and then deliver their death sentence.
I work for my father’s business. I’m his secret
weapon. I’m the one that gets away with murder.
For years, I’ve given in to my father’s
demands, lived the life of a mob princess, fell into this merciless realm where
he presents me with a man and one goal – to kill.
When it’s to keep the Abbiati name from ruins,
I’ll run with the wolves and protect it fiercely.
However, when he brings a new name to the
table, I know my newest mission could well be the one that breaks me - Don’t
feel, don’t deviate, kill Zane Maverick.
It should be simple, but how am I supposed to
choose between the man who raised me to be this heartlessly strong female and
the man I could only ever love to death?
I shake my
head and chortle a little at him. “People only lie when they’re afraid. Fact.”
“Did Daddy
Dearest teach you that one, Princess?” he asks me, leaning over toward me.
“No,” my words
are swiftly followed by a smirk, “You did.”
I watch as all
amusement disperses from his face. My comment breaks his normal pretentious
attitude; it takes his entire happy demeanor and squishes it into nothing more
than harsh reality we live in.
“Don’t look at
me like that,” I counter, challenging his newfound expression. “You lied when
you said you loved me once and wanted forever with me, Zane. You did that
because you were afraid of my family. You lied and gave me promises when you
knew all along you were going to run sometime in the future.”
“Granted,” he
agrees, “but why can’t you just lie to them about round two with me?”
I look at him
with doleful eyes. “Zane, we aren’t the same people we were over a year ago.
You might think you are, but I am not that girl.”
“I don’t think
you are, Amelia, I know you are,” he fights me on the matter. “The other night,
in my car, it was proof. We are unchangeable, Sweetheart. You know you felt
it.”
“Just because
sexually we’re the same, does not mean in every other department we are. I
changed the moment my heart broke, and you need to understand that. I’m not
that sweet girl. I was changing into something else back then, but now there is
no going back.” I gulp back the lump forming in my throat and sit up straight.
“You are better staying away from me.”
“You’ll have
to try harder than that,” he admonishes, not listening to a word I’ve just
said. “If I have my way, you will be the girl you’ve always wanted to be.” He
leans closer, putting his hand on the back of my chair to form a closeness
between us. “You’ve just got to give us a chance.”
“This is going
to end badly,” I oppose and reach for my drink. I can feel the alcohol is
loosening my tongue enough, and I know I should stop, but the burn of the
liquor down my chest is inviting enough that I can’t stop myself. “So, I’ll ask
again, are you my knight in shining armor or my kryptonite? Before we go
further, I need to know.”
He smirks so
casually at me. “I’m your knight in shining armor laced in kryptonite.” He
looks so sure of himself, but all I can think is one dangerous thought – This
cannot bode well. “Sweetheart, let loose,” he tells me, even throwing in my
derogatory nickname for impact. He only uses that one to get a reaction from
me. “I keep saying it. You just need to loosen up a little.”
I release the
remainder of my drink and sit back only to look at him. “Then show me a good
time,” I challenge him simply.
“Deal,” he
grants me and puts a hand out. I take it and just follow – I’m already a lamb
waiting for slaughter, I may as well enjoy the journey.
I used to be just another Fanfiction writer! That was until one person showed
real interest in my work. And then another, and then another, until I had this
whole group of people reviewing like crazy and wanting original work from me.
I’d spent years writing for free online, I didn’t believe I had it in me to
publish something!
But I’m glad I did!! I never imagined pushing my work and striving to
reach my ultimate. I never imagined I’d be the girl who started The Viper
Rooms! But who am I to deny the inspiration when it hits?
I love writing, it’s a lifeline. I love creating a world that others fall
into. I love having the control to make a whole new world. It’s like a
dependency, an addictive one. It’s one of the things I’m extremely proud of.
As much as I complain, I love the mini dialogues that go on in my head, the
plotlines that attack me when I least expect them to. The ones that jump to
life at the most inappropriate times and drive me totally crazy!!
For now I split my life between writing, dreaming, working, and
volunteering with children.
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