Somme Sketcher

*PART ONE OF A DUET*

No good ever comes from a red-head in a stolen dress with her worldly possessions at her feet.

I should have known she was trouble when smoke and sin followed her into my bar and she challenged me to a game.

She may have won my watch, but she started a war.

As she slipped my Breitling off my wrist and onto her own, she gleefully announced she was the luckiest girl in the world.

Yeah, lucky to everyone but me.

Because the moment her muddy boots stomped down the stairs and up my spine, my empire started to crumble.

My cashmere charm is wrinkling.

My gentlemanly facade is cracking.

My enemies are closing in.

Maybe the gypsy was right:

The Queen of Hearts will drag me down to hell.

At least it’s wonderfully warm among the flames.

DARK MAFIA ROMANCE - ENEMIES TO LOVERS - AGE GAP - SLOW BURN

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SOMME’S NOTES:

Sinners Condemned is part one of a duet, and because of this, it ends on a cliffhanger. Rafe & Penny’s story continues in Sinners Consumed, which will be out September 7.

For a better reading experience, please read Sinners Anonymous before reading Sinners Condemned.

You should know that I write dark romance, and my stories–including this one–aren’t for the faint of heart. They contain several triggers, so aren’t suitable for everyone.

Sinners Anonymous Book 2

Sinners Condemned

Stranded 

Women don't fall in love, they fall in traps

"Just because I'm a gentleman, Penelope, doesnt always mean I'm a gentle man."

"It feels like your heart is walking outside your body. My heart now wears Armani and has a Glock for every day of the week"

I am in love with descriptions like these; just this short sentence and yet it paints a whole picture in my mind. So finely chosen.

Leonie

Unlike the street above, this bar doesn’t scream money; it whispers wealth.

I mean, she's got a point there. 🤷‍♀️

Marriage is a crazy gamble when you think about it. You’re betting half of everything you own that you’ll stay with that person for the rest of your life. How can anyone be so sure?

I choose another mouthful of gooey goodness over pointing out the obvious. Chocolate tastes better than the truth. Hell, sometimes rat poison tastes better than the truth.

“But you know what he won’t see coming?” 

We're not impartial to thick thighs. We want thighs to crush the soul of a thousand men. Come at me. 

But I don’t give a flying fuck, because I like how I look. Well, I’m impartial about it, at least. Worrying about the little pouch of fat that hangs over the waistband of my panties has never paid my bills. Obsessing over the fact that my thighs rub together has never given me a winning Blackjack hand.

And being judgmental about other women’s bodies has never made mine miraculously perfect, either.

Being a witness to other people's obvious love is a double-edged sword. 

Why the fuck am I grinning like an idiot? But then my amusement twists into something resembling jealousy and I don’t even know why.

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