Gambler's Conceit

I've been on the run for months-no destination in mind; I just have to keep moving. I can't let them find me.But I make a mistake. I get into a car with Caleb Spade, owner of one of Calamity City's biggest casinos, and part of the Spade Mob Family. He has no intention of letting me leave, but I'm not going to be a meek little toy for him. Anybody I can seduce is fair game.Vortex, a mob enforcer who can't keep his eyes-or hands-off me.Havoc, the army reject with an anger management problem... and a love of roughing me up.And Caleb Spade himself, a man with control issues a mile wide who wants me on my knees and obedient.I'm gambling with my body, but I know I can pull it off. I have to. If I fail, I'll end up exactly where I started: owned and abused and desperate.At least it's just my body, and not my heart. I can't ever let anyone have that. R. Phoenix (code name: Raissa) has an unhealthy fascination with contrasts: light and dark, humor and pain, heroes and villains, order and chaos. She believes love can corrupt, power can redeem and that the best of intentions can cast shadows while the worst can create light. She agrees with those who say that the truth is best told through fiction - even though fiction has to make sense while reality can be utterly baffling.She loves chatting with readers, though she often awkwardly rambles. No matter how much she tries to keep her bad and often perverted sense of humor in check, it seems to escape at the most inconvenient moments. (Thanks, universe.) Feel free to friend Raissa on Facebook and chat or send her an email!