Filthy Rich. Corrupt. Soul As Dark As Night.

Men like Dante O’Driscoll were the reason I did what I did.
Steal from the rich, distribute to the poor. Sure, I take immense pride and joy in my work.
So much so I live-stream my heists. And I may take an online poll or two
on who deserves my brand of justice.

When he pops up on my list, I don’t hesitate.
But…I think I may have bitten off more than I can handle this time.
Because Dante is sin personified, hotter than a fallen angel,
and ...

Filthy Rich. Corrupt. Soul As Dark As Night.

Men like Dante O’Driscoll were the reason I did what I did.
Steal from the rich, distribute to the poor. Sure, I take immense pride and joy in my work.
So much so I live-stream my heists. And I may take an online poll or two
on who deserves my brand of justice.

When he pops up on my list, I don’t hesitate.
But…I think I may have bitten off more than I can handle this time.
Because Dante is sin personified, hotter than a fallen angel,
and he’s found me, courtesy of The Club app I should’ve deleted. Now, I’m firmly in his clutches. His ultimatum? Thirty days in his bed to work off my sins. Any way he chooses.
But that’s not all. I have to perform one last heist with him.
Thirty days should be easy, right?
Wrong.
No one warned me how sinful Dante was between the sheets.
I’m losing my sanity and my perspective. And as the days count down to zero,
I’m terrified he’s one dilemma this bad girl didn’t fully account for!