HER SIN

black car, her heels clicking ag

ervous looking young man immediately scr

f her," she

rembling as he held the keys tig

imply nodding as she

o's private casino

was a very exclusive party and to keep the identity of eve

target, Killian, would also be attending, apparen

typi

efore their official meeting tomorrow. It was n

arble steps leading to the grand entrance. The slit in her dress swayed with each

iligree that hugged her face, emphasizing her sharp cheekbones and full re

s already i

deliers glittered overhead, casting rainbow colors across the polished marble floo

d silver. The masquerade was an annual affair for Las Vegas's elite, a chance to gamb

immediately felt the weight of

is

r before. Must

oks dan

g. She doesn't look like

ink about it, w

had; she could feel it. Her mere presence always dem

y to the bar, her heels clicking a rhythmi

igh, her lips curve

gh-backed stools, she cros

she said to

rning to prep

he counter, her gaze f

ce hidden behind a mask. They were all peacocks, pree

athetic,

ce suddenly said from behind her, cut

k eyes narrowing as they landed on a man

hat clung to him like sin. His mask was unlike the others-a

e mask that caug

s his

like the abyss of a moonless ni

ne was red, vivid and burning, like fire caught in a sto

heterochromia before but

her carefully curated composure

re unraveling her. The black one was cold, detached, calculating. The red one? I

e in years, she f

his voice cutting thro

into a smirk, recover

uirked upw

ting her chin on her hand. "I do

u rather gue

ames aren't

e," he grinned, le

ed, placing the Mart

ass, her fingers brushing t

asked, his red eye glintin

hink they're clever," She replie

ly. "Then I must

wil

mered, the air growing heavi

you here?" he

brings everyone

a faint smirk. "And h

er voice dropping to

k. He wasn't intim

n further, his black-and

. Prove to me you're worth the distraction

w. "And how exactly do yo

wo glasses of the strongest bou

nodded, moving quickly

est is going to impress me

e whether or not you can ke

as it was placed before her. "Oh, darling,

mediately downed hers in one go, the

tting his glass down

eased. "But can

smirk widen

crowd had gathered, buzzi

slammed her hand on the counter.

ze, blinking in d

I stu

the man for confirmation

to Scarlett, hesitating.

o you know the one thin

ha

estima

nder finished arranging

rst glass, but Scarlett's

got

ctually..." His words trailed off as Scarlett grabb

she drained each glass as if it w

even the man's ever-confident smirk faltered as

counter with a sharp clink,

f surprise and admiration. "Impressive," he

tray lock of hair from her fac

could finis

w, his lips capturing

ntact and deliver a scathing remark or maybe even a blow or two.

tation. And it

s...d

r like a tidal wave, f

diagnosed as sexually dysfunctional at eighteen, sexu

feel anything.

lse quickening, her body lean

moment, leaving her b

er hand shooting out to grab him

omewhere mo

her heel, dragging him toward the exit, leavin