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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.

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Chapter 35

Vee was afraid.

She hadn't been afraid like this in a long time. She could handle people shooting at her. Knives, gas canisters, whatever. She'd experienced a lot of bad stuff and caused her fair share too. But this… was different. Being intimate with a man like Sotza, it was too much. Though they'd spent a little time getting to know each other, it wasn't nearly enough. Not enough to give her the courage to go to bed with a man like him.

She summoned up some courage and said in the coolest voice she could manage, "Please excuse me, I need to wash up."

She didn't give him a chance to respond. She pushed past him and slipped off the bed. Gathering her carry-all case she walked toward the washroom.

"Closet." Sotza said as she reached for the knob.