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344 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 14, 2014
“Antonio, the catalyst of my dissolution, the destroyer of my façade.”
“The only way out is through.”
“God, that piece of meat between his legs was a beautiful sight.”
“She could rule the world. She already ruled me.”
“More than wanting you for myself, I want you to have a good life.”
"Please, fuck me good." "Fuck me hard. Use me like the punk you are."
"This good, Contessa?" "This how you want it?"
"Capo," I groaned. "Fuck."
"Those words," he whispered.
"Destroy me."
"You're ruined, amore. Rovinata."
"I was neither consigliere nor lawful. Neither husband nor free. And now, I was twisted with that red-haired beauty. I could never resist or deny."
”Love is its own decision.”
“Maybe I was destined to be destroyed.”
“Capo,” I groaned.“Fuck.”
“Those words,” he whispered.
“Destroy me.”
“You’re ruined, amore. Rovinata.”
“The thing I want most is the only thing between me and getting it. You are everything that will destroy me. I should go back to who I was. But you made me dream I could be free, when I’d forgotten I was in prison.”
The only way out is through.










Spin (Corruption, #1)
Ruin (Corruption, #2)
Rule (Corruption, #3)






We can only pretend we're clean inside for so long before we crack, and the darkness starts spilling out.








"You are everything that will destroy me...you made me dream I could be free, when I’d forgotten I was in prison.”

Antonio, the catalyst for my dissolution, the destroyer of my façade, put his lips to the back of my neck. I didn’t know who I was anymore, but I was his.
And I wept.

She was my second chance to be whole and clean, and to have a life I’d failed at.


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"It sounds crazy, but i know what's in his heart"
"She was my hope, that woman,... She could rule the world. She already ruled me
"With Antonio, I'm alive when he's there"

"I'm going to fuck you easy and slow, until your bones turn into jelly, and you forget how to beg me"







Everything bled. The sun bled gold over the skyline. The deep blue horizon bled over the map of the streets. The trapezoid of light bled across the carpet as the day passed. The smog bled into the cloud.
This was how an heiress became a criminal...she wanted only to be normal and good...she flew under the radar her entire life, making sure there was always someone next to her who shone brighter, talked faster, and laughed louder.