Ava’s hands shook as she locked her apartment door. She had told herself all day she wasn’t going. The Devils were trouble—dangerous men who took what they wanted. But her body wouldn’t listen. Her p***y still throbbed from the way Shadow had rubbed her through her panties the night before. Her neck still burned from Blaze’s mouth. And Marcus’s kiss… God, that kiss had tasted like sin.
When the black car pulled up outside her building exactly at midnight, she climbed in without a word. The driver didn’t speak. He just drove her straight to the club’s private entrance.
They were waiting in the VIP room upstairs. Dim red lights, thick leather couches, and a huge window overlooking the city. Music from the club below pulsed through the floor like a heartbeat.
Marcus stood in the middle, ar
