We Vow in Sin

WE VOW IN SIN SINNERS’ PLAYGROUND | BOOK TWO M.T. MORGAN Copyright © 2023 by M.T. Morgan All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other non-commercial uses permitted by copyright law. This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, things, living or dead, locales or events is entirely coincidental. We Vow in Sin Editor: Rumi Khan Cover Designer: Melissa Cunningham, To All the Books I Love Photographer: Wander Aguiar Contents Introduction Warning Playlist Prologue 1. Primrose 2. Vance 3. Primrose 4. Vance 5. Primrose 6. Vance 7. Vance 8. Primrose 9. Primrose 10. Vance 11. Primrose 12. Vance 13. Primrose 14. Vance 15. Primrose 16. Vance 17. Primrose 18. Vance 19. Vance 20. Primrose 21. Primrose 22. Primrose 23. Primrose 24. Primrose 25. Vance 26. Primrose 27. Vance 28. Vance 29. Primrose 30. Vance 31. Primrose 32. Primrose 33. Primrose 34. Vance Epilogue Afterword Afterword Acknowledgement About the Author Also by M.T. Morgan TO MY FAVORITES. CAMILLE, AMANDA, KEEANA, KIRA, NICHOLE, AND DANIELLE. THANK YOU ALL FOR BEING SUCH AN AMAZING SUPPORT SYSTEM! Introduction DEAR READER, THE SINNERS’ PLAYGROUND SERIES IS MEANT TO BE READ IN ORDER, STARTING WITH WE DANCE IN SIN. IF YOU DO NOT START WITH BOOK ONE OR CHOOSE TO GO BACK AND READ IT, PARTS OF BOOK TWO MAY NOT MAKE SENSE AND/OR RUIN THE SHOCKING TWIST I HAVE IN STORE FOR YOU. WE VOW IN SIN TAKES PLACE AS SOON AS WE DANCE IN SIN ENDS. MOREOVER, THE NEXT PAGE CONTAINS A LIST OF POSSIBLE TRIGGERS IN THIS BOOK. IF YOU CHOOSE TO AVOID SPOILERS, I TOTALLY UNDERSTAND. I TRUST YOU TO KNOW YOUR OWN MIND AND TRIGGERS. XOXO, MT Warning This book contains subject matters some may find triggering. This story includes: Molestation Bondage Abuse Murder Violence Rape Dub-con Due to that, this story is not for everyone. Please take that into consideration before reading this book. You will not be comfortable in all aspects of We Vow in Sin. National Sexual Assault Hotline 1-800-656-4673 Playlist Unstoppable- Sia Send the Pain Below- Chevelle Pray- Jessie Murph Dark Paradise- Lana Del Rey I Am Machine- Three Days Grace Bad Liar- Selena Gomez Demons- Imagine Dragons Chasing Pavements- Adele Silence- Marshmello ft. Khalid Sweater Weather- The Neighbourhood Gangsta’s Paradise- Coolio Someone You Loved- Lewis Capaldi Summertime Sadness- Lana Del Rey Man in the Box- Alice in Chains Everlong- Foo Fighters Happy Song- Bring Me the Horizon Replay- Zendaya The Search- NF Sink into Me- Taking Back Sunday Loser- Beck Sail- Awolnation Unsteady- X Ambassadors LISTEN HERE Prologue PRIMROSE I’ve lived my life in a cage. Like a zoo attraction everyone comes to admire. Coming here, this isolated college tucked into the forest, is the freest I’ve ever been. I get to wake up when I want to, go to bed when I want. Wear what I want. There is no schedule, telling me when to eat, when to get dressed. Nothing. It’s up to me to take care of myself. Find trouble on my own. And I found it. The crisp wind makes the small flyways around my face shift as I sew a button on a dress. That’s what I do. I make clothes. My favorite is ball gowns. Momma got me a sewing machine when I was small. She understood about having clipped wings. Father loves to collect pretty things, leaving them in a glass box to be admired. Only bringing them out to show, never to love. Momma told me to create something beautiful, to express myself through my art. When she handed me a sewing machine and a book on the art, she freed me. If only for a couple of hours a day. My fingers work smoothly and quickly as I sit under the tree outside The Misfits’ home. The Misfits—I had no clue what I was getting into when I caught the eye of the mafia prince. My only objective at the time was to take control of my own life. Find my own freedom. But Vance… He wasn’t really in my cards. The man that’s so feared, no one dares to make eye contact with him, is gentle with me. His words are soft, eyes burning hot every time he looks at me. As if I’m the one weakness he can afford in life. Unfortunately, he is not a weakness I can have. No matter how much I want to. Things between us have been tense since I’ve paraded other men in front of him. To push him away. And since I took a bullet for Brixley, everything has been wrong. I don’t regret it, how could I? I may have a scar, but she could have lost her life. My hand flies to the nasty scar on my face at the memory, turning my mood sour. It doesn’t matter, though, because I need to pack soon. Summer break is two days from now, and Momma, she’s not good. Breast cancer, stage four. They didn’t catch it in time. It’s spread everywhere in her body, making treatment not an option. Instead of going with Brixley this summer, I’m going home. Somewhere I promised myself and Momma that if I ever escaped, I’d never return. But someone has to take care of her. I’m all she’s got. And if I were dying, I’d want someone to hold my hand, so I know I’m not alone. Walking into the house, I take the stairs up to my room. Closing the door quietly, I rip the cap from my head. Sighing as I brace myself on the vanity. Look up, Primrose. Embrace your new appearance. My hands shake as I slowly raise my face to the mirror. It’s like an out-of-body experience. As