There’s always something else to dampen your day. Or in this case, year. A serpent in my paradise, the local Russian mob have made it their business to try and buy me out of this lucrative little set up I’m running. No is not an answer they appreciate. In fact, appreciate is the wrong word. T...
Devvy muttered into the phone as she looked down at her notes and highlighted a formulaic error in the recipe for her anti-acne soap. She’d finally settled on a reason why the tea tree oil and witch-hazel combination was drying out the skin and wanted to test out the conco...
I crawled out of bed the instant the outer door of my suite snapped to a close and was in Nate’s room as soon as I could figure out which one belonged to him. Three doors down, I slinked inside. Shocked at the darkness, I realized he might take my tardiness as defiance rather than just being lo...