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Strapped for Cash: A Dark Mafia Romance by K.L. Hiers

After the Luchesi mafia family betrays him, assassin Mickey Tamerlane joins with gangster Boss Cold to seek revenge. But as they maneuver to take out their enemies and claim control over the city’s underworld, Mickey finds himself distracted by the newest member of Cold’s crew.

Cocky and handsome, Roger Lorre pushes Mickey’s buttons until Mickey pushes back hard.

Hard enough to hurt.

But no matter how well-used and sore he leaves Roger, once isn’t going to be enough for either of them.

Not even close.


Publisher’s Note: Strapped for Cash is a prequel to Cold Hard Cash and Hard Earned Cash. It includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Author: K.L. Hiers

eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$4.95

Length: 109,000 words


Mickey twisted Roger’s arm behind his back to keep him there, and the urge to punish him was becoming irresistible. He had to show Roger that kinda bullshit wasn’t acceptable, and he wasn’t going to tolerate it.

Roger was practically writhing beneath him, and his perfect ass was right there, pale and round and so very vulnerable.

“Now, you listen to me. I’m not going to put up with your shit, do you understand?” Mickey pushed Roger’s wrist up into the crook of his shoulder and reared back with his other hand. “I might be your monster, but this monster expects you to fuckin’ behave. Like right fuckin’ now, you’re gonna take your punishment like a good little boy or you’re gonna get nothin’.”

Yes. This was it. This was exactly what Roger needed.

To be spanked, punished, to be put into his place.

Mickey’s palm came down on Roger’s ass, but the angle was all wrong. He didn’t get the singular smacking sound he was hoping for, and Roger only mildly jerked in response.

“Really?” Huffing in what must have been disappointment, Roger drawled, “I canceled getting my nails done for this?”

That smart-ass little remark made Mickey even more furious, and something inside of him snapped. It reminded him of the rush he got right before a job, and he had no idea why. From the moment he’d met Roger, all he’d done was piss Mickey off.

He was tired of him acting like all of this was a joke or some sort of game, and he was determined to make him answer for every offense.

Mickey brought his hand back again and spanked Roger’s round ass so hard his palm stung. The sound of colliding skin was like a firecracker popping, and Roger’s ensuing moan was absolutely erotic.

“Oh, fuck!” Roger whimpered, his swagger reduced once more to soft pleading. “Ow, okay, okay. Mmmph, message received. I need to be good for you. I can be so good. No more bullshit, I’ll be so damn good for you.”

“Can you, though? Really?” Mickey brought his hand down again with another wicked smack. He could feel Roger’s entire body stiffen and buck up against him, and the resulting thrill was incredible. Mickey was powerful, in absolute control, and Roger was totally at his mercy.

“Yes! Fuck!” Roger cried out, his hips shaking as he squirmed against Mickey’s grip. “I’m sorry! Mmm, I’m so sorry. I can’t help it. I know I was bad. I was so fuckin’ bad.”

“You’ve been a fuckin’ brat from the second I met you,” Mickey went on, spanking Roger again. “But it’s okay. You’re gonna learn, aren’t you?”

“Yes!” Roger’s cheek was turning a beautiful shade of pink, he smothered a small sob into the mattress. “I can learn. Please, Mickey.”

Mickey stroked Roger’s ass, amazed at how quickly his own handprint was appearing there. He could see each individual finger and the heat, wow, was surprising. He could only imagine what it was like for Roger, and he reached between his legs to grope his cock.

“No… don’t. Don’t do that.” Roger tried to wiggle away, but Mickey held him firmly.

“You’re so hard,” Mickey taunted, giving Roger’s dick a rough squeeze. “You like this, don’t you? Getting your sweet little ass spanked? Hmm?”

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