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The Queens: Queen's Move

Hi, my name is Nikita Slater and I'm the International Bestselling author of The Queens series, Fire & Vice series, The Sanctuary series, Driven Hearts series and several standalone novels. I've loved the written word my entire life and am an avid reader, as well as a writer. I live, eat and breathe books and I'm always working on something new! ​ I live on the beautiful Canadian prairies with my son and crazy awesome dog. I have an unholy affinity for books (especially dark romance), wine, pets and anything chocolate. Despite some of the darker themes in my books (which are pure fun and fantasy), I am a staunch feminist and advocate of equal rights for all races, genders and non-gender specific persons. When I'm not writing, dreaming about writing or talking about writing, I love to help others discover a love of reading and writing through literacy and social work. He declared war, she accepted the challenge. Born to the mob, abused by the mob, Vee is queen in a beautiful and brutal city. She has risen up to take over her dead husband's territory. She leads her organization with cool logic, passionate loyalty and an iron will. She's the perfect woman for the job. Until one cartel refuses to bow to a woman, shattering her dreams. Now she is fighting for her right to rule. The Gentleman Butcher is a legend in the mafia for his efficient, gruesome and relentless takeovers. One woman stands in his way and he will dethrone her. A king in his own country, he will capture and tame the furiously independent beauty. He will seize her loyalty for himself and force her to submit to his rule. As they come together, this explosive couple will set fire to a city, a country and everything in their path.

Nikita Slater · Urban
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53 Chs

Chapter 37

Vee dropped the gun, cringing a little as it hit the tiled floor. She hadn't meant to, but her fingers were numb where she'd been holding it so tight. The bang as it hit the floor brought them both out of the moment. Sotza lifted his shoulders and gently set Vee away from him, his penis pulling from her body. She gasped and closed her knees. He picked up the gun, gave it a quick look over before placing it back on the counter.

"Loaded," he observed blandly.

Vee had to bite her tongue not to laugh out loud. The most inappropriate responses running through her head. Did he mean, loaded like she wanted to be, so she could deal with the awkward aftermath of whatever the hell that encounter was? Or maybe he meant, loaded like his incredible magical cock.

Instead she bit back the grin that threatened and replied, "Of course, my weapons are always ready to fire."