Devin by Heather West

I’M DEVIN’S GIRL NOW… WHETHER I LIKE IT OR NOT.

I killed my husband.
There, I said it.
The S.O.B. deserved it.
I stabbed him once for every black eye he gave me.
Every tear he made me shed.
Every sleepless night I suffered through under his roof.
Hell is too good for a monster like him.
But my problems didn’t die with him.
There was a hitman on my husband’s trail.
And now that his mark is dead…
He’s after me instead.
Devin isn’t just any hitman.
He’s on his last straw, with nothing left to lose.
His eyes have seen things I can’t possibly imagine.
And his hands are capable of doing to me what I never knew a man could do.
I’ll give him whatever he wants if it means keeping my life.
All he has to do is say the word and it’s his.
That’s how I ended up bent over on my hands and knees while the hitman has his way with me.