Page 16 of No Small Sin

Andi strolled out as if nothing had happened and casually dropped my phone back into the front pocket of my apron.

I groaned. “I’m afraid to even look. God, you’re such a bitch.”

I locked myself in the bathroom and fell back onto the door, sliding into a seated position on the floor. Probably not the most sanitary choice of the day, but LC seemed to be cleaner than any other restaurant I’d been to and I was feeling genuinely ill about opening this text thread.

What the fuck was she thinking?

She wasn’t, of course, because she likely had no idea just how dangerous of a man Beck was. Whatever shady business people who worked here thought went on behind the scenes was probably nothing compared to what I knew.

Not that I was intimidated by him at all. More enthralled than anything.

I took a deep breath and swiped up on the screen. I was definitely putting a passcode on my phone after this. I clicked on my messages and scrubbed a hand over my face at what I saw.

TK

First day at the new job! Can’t seem to stay focused on learning much for having some particularly x-rated thoughts revolving mostly around you. Btw… guess what I’m not wearing?

Oh, my fuck.

It was too late to unsend it. Apparently, Beck was a fan of read receipts.

Fuck Andi and fuck this day.

Just as I started to try and think of anything to say to save myself, those cursed three little dots popped up at the bottom of the screen, indicating that he was typing a response.

I squeezed my eyes shut and banged the back of my head against the bathroom door three times in quick succession, lightly but in reality, I wanted to smash through it and strangle her.

My phone vibrated.

Beck

How did you get this number?

I chewed my bottom lip.

TK

Non parlo inglese.

Smooth.

Beck

Era un testo piuttosto impertinente. Penso che qualcuna debba essere punito.

He’s bilingual. Great. I’m totally not, but whatever.

I pasted the text into google translate. My mouth basically hit the floor.

That was a pretty naughty text. I think someone needs to be punished.

Let’s circle back. I fucking loved Andi.

CHAPTERSIX

Beck

It wasn’t often that Ijah and I set up a kill together. Ever at all, really. These days his job was more behind the scenes pulling the strings than anything else. Mattia’s need for absolute control meant he liked to keep us all on a tight leash, but none of us more than Ijah. He left the hands-on work to the guys and me... and I typically took care of my own marks without assistance.

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