Flaming red hair…sapphire eyes…slim, curvy little body that’s causing every mobster at the poker table to eye up what’s mine.
But not for long.
Because the second I lay eyes on the beauty dealing cards, I know I’m not leaving the game without her.
Not a chance in hell.
And now that I’ve caught on to the little card shark, watching her deal her boss the winning hand every time, it’s clear she’s desperate to keep her job…the job she’ll no longer possess by the time we’re done here.
Baby girl has no business hanging around these men. And after her little stunt, it’s clear she needs taught a lesson—one I’m capable of providing.
Because truth be told…her fate is sealed.