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Savvi V is a dynamic writing duo of two friends who came together over their shared love of hot, alpha heroes, feisty, smart-mouthed heroines, and smexy-melt-your-panties romance. We also love ogling tatted up guys, coffee of all kinds, and indulging in dessert first. We hope you’ll join the fun because it’s all about the V with us! <3
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The king of the Vegas underworld may have everyone else fooled with his dark, brooding eyes, hard body, and expensive suits, but not me.
I knew Gideon Kane back when he was a mere prince under his father’s twisted thumb. Back when he wanted nothing more than to escape that legacy and this town, and take me with him . . .
As princess of the elite Cameo Gentlemen’s Club, I was raised in a world of sensual pleasures and sinful fantasies. My own tarnished legacy, created by strong, independent women who understood where true power lies.
Who also happened to be in business with the mob.
And I stupidly fell for the heir to that empire, heart and soul.
Until he shattered me.
That’s ancient history now that I’m at the helm of Cameo and someone is viciously murdering my dancers and escorts. It’s my bad luck that Gideon’s organization heads up my security, so I’m forced to work with him until this killer is brought to justice—or until I spontaneously combust from the sizzling chemistry we still can’t escape.
Sex is just sex, however. And nobody said a thing about love. Or trust. After all, the princess learned a few tricks from her prince once upon a time . . .
Growing up in the dive bars of Little Havana taught me three invaluable lessons.
One . . . Men always lie.
Two . . . The lilt of my voice has the power to bring those damn men to their knees.
Three . . . Men always lie.
I learned from the best and honed my skills, but even I wasn't immune to the allure of good looks, charm, and the strong family ties I craved. That naivety was a mistake.
Possibly the most monumental one of my life.
I was sucked into a brutal lie, then forced to run from one crime family straight to another in a desperate attempt to survive, but . . . what have I done?
Stepped right into the lion's den.
Not only have I stumbled into the crosshairs of a sadistic serial killer--a psychopath whose hunting grounds are the gentlemen's club where I sing--but the Kane family enforcer in charge of my security is maddening. Infuriating.
And oh, so delicious.
Tall, tatted, and silent, JD's eyes speak a thousand sinful promises every time they rake over my body, driving me wild with lust and crumbling all my carefully crafted walls. The broody giant gives me a reason to trust--which could make him the most dangerous threat of all.
My life hasn't been a bed of roses--disillusionment, homelessness, and public tragedy have a way of souring the American dream. Greedy corporate bastards made sure of that when they destroyed my family. But I survived. Thrived, even. I got the hell out. Some people might look down their holier-than-thou noses at my life choices, but I'm happy. Sort of.
Taking off my clothes for money . . . good money . . . is just part of the hand I was dealt. I can shut that off. It's not who I am, and it's only temporary. I have bigger dreams tucked away.
Only now, the women I work with are being brutally slaughtered one by one by an unknown psychopath targeting Cameo--the gentlemen's club where I work. None of us are safe. Trouble is, my best friend is number one on his list, and I don't let the people I love get hurt. Not anymore.
Even if it means I have to do the unthinkable and work deep undercover with the most infuriatingly sexy detective on the planet, whose hypnotic eyes make me want to do things I shouldn't, and whose hard body and soft Louisiana drawl make me long for things I thought I'd given up on a long time ago.
But you do the math . . . I'm an escort. He's a cop--who also, as it turns out, is a filthy liar.
Like I said. My life isn't exactly a bed of roses.