The Bad Boy Games: there’s nothing they won’t do, no line they won’t cross.
When it comes to bad boys, I’m smart enough to look and not touch. When it comes to Nathan, all I want to do is touch. . .
To get my little sister out of trouble, I have to play the game, his twisted game. The worst part? I love it. I didn’t intend things to work out this way. I knew I was in over my head, but some part of me believed in him, that he really would help us.
The whole crazy thing began with a pair of red shoes and a contract. Now he thinks I belong to him. The scary part? He might be right.
Brooke thinks she’s playing to save her sister. The truth? She’s just another pawn running out of time. . .
So what? Her illusions aren’t my issue. She also thinks I’m using her for my own dirty reasons, that I’m just another player. She might be right, but what I want is to move up in the organization and take my rightful seat at the table. I’m smart enough to realize that dream’s likely never going to come true.
Still, the job has its perks, and one of them is that sweet redhead. I’m going to get my fill while I can–because the one thing the bosses can’t take away from me–I play for keeps.