Maybe Hiring

The fallen Prince of the Syndicate has a lot of enemies, but why would they care about me?

When I posted online for a random meet-up, I didn’t think I’d actually go through with it. It was the daring move I felt comfortable making from my seat on the couch while lounging in my bunny slippers.

The last thing I expected among the sausage fest in my inbox was a viable candidate. But Mason’s message was different, and not just because he didn’t send me the goods.

How could I know that this charismatic stranger had a dark past? Or that those secrets would follow and haunt us both. I just wanted a job and a one-night stand, but I’m pretty sure I’m going to end up screwed.