Page 68 of Play Rough (Black Rose Kisses 2)

I don’t take my gaze off Sloan as his finger slides over the trigger of the gun, and a soft, sobbing breath spills into the quiet air around us when I open my mouth.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper hoarsely.

I don’t know why I want those to be my last words to him, but I do. Maybe I hope he’s sorry too. That there might be some chance for the fucked up shit between us to be untangled. That we can fix this. Somehow.

But he doesn’t say anything.

There’s nothing but silence and the harsh sound of his breathing.

And then he fires.

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Sin isn’t supposed to feel this good.

I never wanted to come here.

The scholarship to Hawthorne University is my ticket to a better life, but I don’t fit in with these rich, privileged students.

I’m the daughter of a drug addict.

A girl with a half-remembered past.

A foster kid who’s seen too much of the wrong side of humanity.

My tattoos are my battle scars, and my heart beats for no one.

Until I meet them.

Gray, Declan, and Elias.

The Sinners.

They run this school, and one day, they’ll run this whole city.

They snap their fingers, and the world falls at their feet.

They breathe a word, and that word becomes law.

I’ve been numb my whole life, but when they touch me, sparks dance across my skin.

For the first time in years, I feel.

I feel so much.

Confusion.

Desire.

Anger.

Need.

Too bad there’s only one thing the Sinners feel for me.

Hate.