Ruthless Heir

Contents Cover Title Page Contents Street Kings Book 4 Copyright Author’s Note Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Books By Sienna About the Author Cover Title Page Contents Copyright Beginning Books By Sienna About the Author 
 
 
 
 
 Ruthless Heir
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Street Kings
 Book Four
 
 
 
 
 Sienna Snow
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Contents
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Street Kings Book 4
 
 
 Author’s Note
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 1
 
 
 Chapter 2
 
 
 Chapter 3
 
 
 Chapter 4
 
 
 Chapter 5
 
 
 Chapter 6
 
 
 Chapter 7
 
 
 Chapter 8
 
 
 Chapter 9
 
 
 Chapter 10
 
 
 Chapter 11
 
 
 Chapter 12
 
 
 Chapter 13
 
 
 Chapter 14
 
 
 Chapter 15
 
 
 Chapter 16
 
 
 Chapter 17
 
 
 Chapter 18
 
 
 Chapter 19
 
 
 Chapter 20
 
 
 Chapter 21
 
 
 Chapter 22
 
 
 
 
 Books By Sienna
 
 
 About the Author
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Street Kings Book 4
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Sienna Snow
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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 ISBN - eBook - 978-1-948756-28-0
 ISBN - Print - 978-1-948756-29-7
 ISBN - Special Edition - 979-8-88535-014-3
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Author’s Note
 
 Content Warning
 
 
 
 
 
 
 This book is a dark romance with subject matter that may be triggering to some readers.
 
 
 
 
 Human trafficking/kidnapping (subject of the mission)
 Sexual Assault (Not the lead characters or on the page)
 References to childhood abuse by a paternal figure
 Violence and graphic death
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 1
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Three weeks ago
 Devani
 
 “We can’t do this anymore.”
 I kept quiet and stared at the intricately designed ceiling with its multitude of patterns in gray and silver. My heartbeat drummed in my chest as my breath and body calmed from the activities of only moments ago.
 “Are you listening to me?”
 I swallowed the lump forming in my throat and the ache growing in the pit of my stomach. For over a month and a half, I’d waited for this conversation to come. Then, the second my foot had slipped through the hidden passageway leading into the penthouse, something told me tonight was the night.
 I shouldn’t have come here in the first place. I said this to myself every time I snuck inside his building.
 But, he drew me as a butterfly sought nectar.
 I was the Queen of Diamonds, the one without emotions, whose blood ran as cold as the jewels in the many mines I owned. Instead, I used logic and calculation in every aspect of my life.
 I was a master chess player, strategizing, exploiting, and utilizing every asset in my arsenal to achieve my end goal.
 I’d coined and owned the name “manipulative bitch.”
 My petite size was one of my greatest advantages. No one knew when I’d strike or if I felt anything while making a kill.
 At thirteen, I’d learned one of the keys to surviving the game, and I lived by it religiously: Never let anyone matter.
 Until him.
 Samir Krishan King.
 Why had I let him in? Why had I fucking broken every one of my damn rules?
 I knew better, for fuck’s sake. I was one of the directors for Solon North America, an underground organization tasked with using any means necessary to stop human trafficking worldwide.
 I hadn’t even crawled out of the hole of cleaning up the mess from one of my best agents seeking her happily ever after. And now, I had to face the consequences of my mistake and pay the price.
 “Don’t ignore me, Devani.” Sam leaned over me, his deep amber eyes boring into mine and reigniting the arousal he coaxed to life with his mere presence.
 The way his pupils dilated until his irises became rings of gold told me he felt it too. However, just as fast, he reined it in, and a crease formed between his brows.
 If he only knew I found him more attractive when he scowled.
 He’d taken my breath away from that very first meeting so many years ago. Every plane of his handsome face appeared as if a sculptor had precisely designed it. Then there was how he carried himself that made a person stop to look deeper. It was a mixture of sheer confidence, the aura