Devious Kingpin

Devious Kingpin KINGPINS OF THE SYNDICATE SERIES COLLECTION EVA WINNERS Contents Kingpins of The Syndicate Series Collection Find Eva Here Playlist Triggers Blurb Prologue 1. Dante 2. Juliette 3. Dante 4. Juliette 5. Dante 6. Juliette 7. Dante 8. Juliette 9. Dante 10. Juliette 11. Juliette 12. Dante 13. Juliette 14. Dante 15. Juliette 16. Dante 17. Juliette 18. Juliette 19. Dante 20. Juliette 21. Dante 22. Juliette 23. Dante 24. Juliette 25. Dante 26. Juliette 27. Dante 28. Juliette 29. Juliette 30. Dante 31. Juliette 32. Dante 33. Juliette 34. Dante 35. Juliette 36. Dante 37. Juliette 38. Juliette 39. Dante 40. Juliette 41. Dante 42. Dante 43. Juliette 44. Dante 45. Juliette 46. Dante 47. Juliette 48. Dante 49. Juliette 50. Dante 51. Juliette 52. Juliette 53. Dante 54. Juliette 55. Dante 56. Juliette 57. Juliette 58. Juliette 59. Dante Epilogue What’s Next? About the Author Kingpins of The Syndicate Series Collection Each book in the series can be read alone. While the book “Corrupted Pleasure” is not officially part of the series, it does have events that lead to the first book in the series. There are a total of four books planned in this series. Villainous Kingpin - Basilio Devious Kingpin - Dante Ravenous Kingpin - Emory Scandalous Kingpin - Priest Furthermore, please note that this book has some dark elements to it and disturbing scenes. Please proceed with caution. It is not for the faint of heart. Don’t forget to sign up to Eva Winners’ Newsletter (www.evawinners.com) for news about future releases. Copyright © 2023 by Winners Publishing LLC and Eva Winners Cover Image Designer: Eve Graphic Design LLC Model: JJ Photographer: Michelle Lancaster All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Find Eva Here Visit www.evawinners.com and subscribe to my newsletter. FB group: https://bit.ly/3gHEe0e FB page: https://bit.ly/30DzP8Q Insta: http://Instagram.com/evawinners BookBub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/eva-winners Amazon: http://amazon.com/author/evawinners Goodreads: http://goodreads.com/evawinners Tiktok: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMeETK7pq/ Playlist https://spoti.fi/3KpLxL7 Triggers This e-book contains disturbing scenes and adult language. It may be offensive to some readers and touches on darker themes. Please proceed with awareness. Blurb Dante DiLustro. Persistent. Stubborn. Deadly. The devil. Juliette Brennan. Tenacious. Beautiful. Formidable. The minx. She never expected his persistence, nor the way her body warmed each time the devil came around, which only made her fight the attraction that much harder. She had vengeance to deliver and now there was blood on her hands. She had her secrets and she intended to keep them. Let the world think she was crazy, out of control. It made her real sins easy to hide. One visit to Las Vegas sent it all spiraling. There was a reason Dante was considered the Devious Kingpin. But one thing was certain. This Juliette didn’t need a Romeo and she certainly wasn’t a damsel in distress. Prologue JULIETTE “Twas the night before Christmas,” I rhymed as I swung my bag, back and forth, “when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.” The words of the poem kept repeating in my head, over and over again. Christmas was my favorite time of the year. Usually it was about the only time that we resembled a family. I had two bags of gifts, Killian trailing alongside me while handling something on the phone. He was in his first year of college, and suddenly he was very important. At least he thought so. I rolled my eyes; he was more annoying than anything. At the tender age of thirteen, I thought myself to be the most important girl in the world. After all, I’d be going to high school soon. “Wait here, Jules,” he ordered, stopping in front of Tiffany’s. “Are you buying a gift from Tiffany’s for Wynter and me?” I squealed excitedly. “Stay here,” he ordered. In typical brotherly fashion, he ignored me and entered the store. Curious and a bit nosy, I pressed my face against the cold glass, but couldn’t see anything apart from Killian’s broad shoulders. The cold wind swept through, sending a chill through my bones. Winters in New York were frigid. I couldn’t wait until Killian, Dad, and I flew back to California. Warm weather. Palm trees. That was heaven. Glancing around, I took cover in the alley where I hoped the wind wouldn’t whip against my legs as badly. I felt the chill even through my jeans and heavy coat. It was just impossible to warm up, so I started jumping up and down, my ponytail whipping back and forth. “Hurry up. Hurry up,” I muttered impatiently, my teeth chattering. A kicked can echoed through the alley, startling me. Another kick and I mustered up the courage to turn around, only to come face-to-face with a man. A stranger. His features were obscured by a hoodie but his hands weren’t. Glinting in the light of the streetlamp, I could see he was holding a knife. “What are you doing, little girl?” he drawled in a thick New York accent. “N-nothing,” I stuttered, my eyes darting over his shoulder to the storefront where I should have been waiting for Killian. He took a step forward, and I instinctively took one back. Except now, it put me even deeper into the dark alley. I knew I’d made a mistake. My little heart pounded against my chest, threatening to crack it open. Another step toward me. Another mirrored step backward. My heart continued to drum under my rib cage, but still I tried to be brave. Smart. That was what Dad always said. Be smart. So I attempted to scare him off. “M-my brother’s with me.” He chuckled. “Then I’ll slice his throat too.” My eyes widened, then darted around in horror. I opened my mouth, readying to scream when another voice interrupted. “Take another step toward her, and I’ll shoot