Wicked Tricks by Ivy Scott

I knew that there would be no winners in the game we were playing, but no longer did I care about winning or losing. I only cared about having her for myself.

Antoni:
She ruined everything.
This young girl who had bluffed us all, who had the balls to threaten the Don of the most powerful family in Melbourne.
I knew that I had to make an example out of her, to prove that no one could threaten The Family and get away with it.
I knew that I needed to figure out who she was and what she was up to.
So far, I only knew two things – she was dangerous in a way that I didn’t quite understand,
and that I had finally met my match.

Rome:
My temper-fuelled outburst piqued his interest.
In my position, that meant danger.
Me and my girls had clawed our way up from the bottom, and we were taking over whether they liked it or not.
Now, I had to get close to him in order to throw him off our trail.
I had to make him believe that I was just the naive little dancer that he thought I was.
Antoni Santino may have been the King of our city’s criminal underground,
but it would be a cold day in hell before I ever bent the knee and submitted to a man.
No matter who he was.
Let him underestimate me – he didn’t know what I had planned.