Lucifer: A Mafia Bad Boy Romance (Sinsations Book 1) by Jessi Talbot

Chapter 1: Lucifer
    Fucking. Terrible.
    I had come to the new casino that opened up a few blocks from mine to see if they were going to offer any competition. The evening would’ve been more productive if I had simply stayed home and jerked off. Not that I ever had to resort to that. It was always easy to find a lovely lady looking to wrap her hand around my cock, which would soon be followed by her mouth, and then her tight pussy.
    And speaking of fucking, I didn’t know who the owner of this place had to take it up the ass from in order to dump this pile of horseshit on the Strip, but I was willing to bet it would be an empty building a year from now. There were plenty of seedy places in Vegas but none of that shit was on the Strip.
    The gaming floor was a joke, with ancient slot machines and faded felt on the poker tables, and the bar… Holy Hell, the place had shiny, plastic-looking wood paneling on the bars and linoleum on the floors. The sections that had carpet looked like they had been transplanted from the eighties. My original idea had been to check out the casino, have a drink at the bar, and then maybe spend a night in their hotel to see how the service was, but fuck that. I felt like I needed a shower just from being in here. The owner definitely had some pull with somebody. Good for him. He’d need to call in a few more favors when this place folded like a bad hand of poker.
    I was headed for the door when this dump offered a reason to stay. An angel in blue, with long blonde hair and sexy-as-fuck legs, sat at the bar, the hem of her short blue dress barely reaching below her thighs, the fabric clinging to the curve of her breasts as she looked around the dimly-lit room, trying to focus on anything other than the guy sitting next to her who was trying to talk to her, his hand occasionally rising from his lap and hovering in the air between them as he tried to work up the courage to actually touch her.
    Yeah, that wasn’t going to happen. She was like a diamond that had inexplicably ended up in a pile of shit. This dump had absolutely nothing to offer her. Except me.
    Her eyes landed on me as I approached and I saw her quick intake of breath, the slight blush of her cheeks as she realized I was looking at her. Her eyes roamed up and down my body, and I couldn’t help but grin. The blush on her cheeks deepened.
    The loser sitting next to my angel noticed where her attention was focused and turned to look at me. I stared at him. “Beat it.”
    His eyes narrowed, his lip curling into a snarl. “You beat it, asshole. I was here first.”
    I smiled, placing my hand on his shoulder. “It’s nothing personal, buddy, but look at me, and then look at you,” I nodded towards the angel, “and then look at her. Do you really think you have a snowball’s chance in Hell of getting between those sexy legs?”
    His eyes cut quickly to the blonde, dropping down to her bare legs. He looked back at me. “I’m just talking to her.”
    I nodded. “Yeah, that’s the difference between us, one of many. You’re going to talk to her, fantasizing about what you can’t have, and then you’re going to go home and beat your meat, feeling bad because you couldn’t close the deal. On the other hand, I’m going to talk to her, and then I’m going to fuck her.” The angel gasped. I glanced at her and winked. She squeezed her thighs together and squirmed in her seat. I looked back at the guy. “Like I said, it’s nothing personal. There are plenty of women around here you can probably score with, but this lovely lady is so out of your league that it’s almost painful to watch… and what’s sad is that you know it.”
    I patted his shoulder. “You gave it a try, and that puts you ahead of some of the other losers around here who didn’t even have the balls to approach her, but it’s time to face reality now and step aside for the guy who can close the deal.”
    The guy looked at the blonde again. She gave him a sad