Waitressing isn’t a calling, it’s a way to pay for my art degree.
Until Killian Smith walks into the bar and turns my world upside down.
It isn’t that he’s drop-dead gorgeous.
Rich.
Powerful.
It’s that he’s unhinged.
I know the dead look in his eyes. I’ve seen it before.
And he sees me too. Every night is some twisted game of cat and mouse and he’s drawing closer to catching me.
Until one night when I step into a back alley and I’m a witness to a Bratva murder.
There is only one man I can turn to for help.
The one man who petrifies me is the only one who can protect me.
Killian Smith.
A beautiful monster.
He’ll keep me safe.
But what will he want in return?
Welcome to the dark side of Vegas where the stakes are high and the men lethal.
There is a scene of dubious consent between the hero and a heroine, and another of an attempted rape, not by the hero.
As with all books in the Lords of Las Vegas and the Kings of Las Vegas series, this book is romantically erotic with graphic sex scenes.
