Sweetest Sin — The Valentini Family Mark

Give up those unrealistic dreams. Remember that. I kept my face neutral. The air inside the mansion was cold, smelling of old money, cigar smoke, and something metallic, like gunpowder. I kept my head down. This job perfect for me. Frankly, it was just hiring a live-in nanny, right? Silvio had dumped me

just this morning. I had zero interest in dating anyone right now. But babysitting the child meant free room and board plus tuition money for a broke college girl like me drowning in loan shark debt it was a lifesaver i nodded respectfully i understand i won't cross any lines luca and led me to the dining hall a standoff was unfolding at the long dining table the serious

looking man held a bowl and spoon looking increasingly annoyed across from him the stubborn little boy kept his lips pressed tight refusing to give in leo just one bite One tiny bite. One tiny bite, okay? Dawn, another applicant is here. She seems sensible.

The man turned around, slowly. The top button was undone, exposing his His sleeves were rolled up, then saw it. A tattoo, a snake, and a crown, inked into his That was the symbol of the Valentini family. My stomach dropped. I'd been worried this whole thing might be a scam, but seeing that mark, my blood ran cold.

Every instinct in my body screamed, run, but the debt, and my mother, I couldn't. If I ran, the loan sharks would break my legs by morning. Even if this man was the devil himself, I had to sell my soul tonight.