Wish You Hell
Good and evil are just words. I don’t pretend to be the misunderstood hero—I’m the monster who tells the truth even when I shouldn’t. And the truth is, I should’ve walked away the moment she stepped into my bar.
Bowen Fox cleans up other people’s messes for Boston’s most dangerous men. He kills, he hides, he buries—and he never feels a damn thing. Until a runaway with cherry-red hair and a fake name walks into his world, turning his carefully controlled life into chaos.
Ripley Beretta—now Harley Beaumont—escaped the gilded cage of her mafia family and the arranged marriage that would have sealed her fate. Desperate to disappear, she takes a job at The Fox Hole, never expecting her new boss to be as infuriating as he is irresistible.
But Bowen’s past and Ripley’s lies are bound by blood. He was hired to clean up her family’s mess… and she’s the one who made it.
When desire turns to obsession, and secrets turn deadly, love becomes the most dangerous game of all.
He was sent to destroy her.
She might be his only salvation.
And when the truth comes out—he’ll wish her hell.
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Chapter: The FirstChapter 7HarleyMy entire body freezes, his lips are on mine.What the fuck?As his hands tangle in my hair and around my waist, I give in and kiss him back. Is this what it feels like to have someone actually want you? The heat between us is too much. My body purrs at his touch, the way he presses his body to mine leaves me desperate for more.. Suddenly he breaks the kiss, takes my hand and drags me down the hall. I follow, trying to not trip in the process. Where are we going now? I’m hungry. “What about dinner?” I ask him as he opens a different door. I gasp, it’s his bedroom. Oh, my god. Is this about to happen? “I’ll order some food later.” he snarls, spinning me around to stand in front of him, face to face. My breath catches as he kisses me again, backing us up until my calves hit the bed. Before I know it, his fingers are pulling at my jacket and knocking it off my shoulders. Then he traces my sides, pulling my shirt up as he breaks the kiss. It’s happening, holy fuckity
Last Updated: 2025-11-14
Chapter: The IdeaChapter 4 Bowen Flaming red hair flies past the front window of the restaurant, she’s late. I don’t normally greet my employees at the door but Chantel called and said she was running at least an hour late from a water leak in her apartment, so now I have to deal with this bullshit. The front door swings open and Harley strides in like she owns the place, again. I don’t know who in her life told her she has a crown on her head but her piece of humble pie will be expensive. “Sorry, I’m late. I had to run all the way here,” she says out of breath, she leans forward and then lifts back up with her hands on top of her head to open her airways. “Why did you run all the way here? And from where?” I ask, she’s not wearing trainers so I know it couldn’t have been for the exercise. “You know there’s an app that you can use to get a ride pretty much anywhere. It’s called Uber.” She looks at me dumbfounded. “What?!? Are you serious? You mean I could just call a car to drive me in
Last Updated: 2025-10-31
Chapter: The MeetingChapter ThreeBowen The door opens to the bar as a woman with dark cherry hair waltzes through like she owns the place. Her demeanor is tenacious and she’s carrying herself like it's her God given right to be here. She steps up to the bartender and asks him something, he turns his head and points at me. Fuck. Usually my manager handles the nuisance of hiring someone, but as of yesterday, I now have to deal with that again. Cherry Red walks straight to the table I'm sitting at as I read the receipts from last night's deliveries. "No." I state nonchalantly, keeping my eyes glued to the papers. "I'm not asking for a date, just a job." She responds with a sweet smile. Right, as if I'd date anyone, let alone her. She looks like a misplaced Princess, trying hard to not fit in. Studying her face, she’s young, like possibly not old enough to be here, young. “How old are you?” I ask, sitting back in my seat. I pray she’s over eighteen. “You can’t ask me that,” she says with a
Last Updated: 2025-10-31
Chapter: The RunawayChapter 2 Ripley Harley My face disappears in front of me as I hold the plastic card between my index finger and thumb. Hot plastic drips into the metal garbage can, the last part of my previous life melting into a pool at the bottom. My new ID, social security card, and birth certificate sit in the middle of the dilapidated press board table. The motel I’m calling home for the foreseeable future smells like feet and cigarettes and the noise from I-95 makes the single pane barred windows shudder with every car that passes, but it’s better than where I was. A mask of red hair dye sits on top of my head and the mixture makes my scalp itch and I try my best not to scratch it. I don’t need the flaming crimson color underneath my fingernails tomorrow when I go look for a job. A job. The concept isn’t one I’ve ever thought about. As a Beretta, I never needed one, my father took care of everything. I have no skills outside of shopping and Italian cooking, maybe some Italian restaur
Last Updated: 2025-10-31
Chapter: The Cleaner The concept of good and evil is subjective. Children are taught from a young age the difference between bad and good but what’s tolerable to one parent could be abhorrent to another; see, subjective. I won’t tell you I’m the misunderstood good guy who has redeeming qualities because that would be a lie and if there’s one thing in life that I don’t tolerate it’s a lie. I’m not talking about white lies or half truths, my life is built around omission. You see the truth is only as good as the man whose lips it came from. I’m not a good man but I tell the truth, even when I shouldn’t. I realize the contradiction here but in my world, it makes sense. Chapter 1 Bowen Wet lips wrap around the tip of my cock and I hoped with everything I had that getting some blood flowing below my shoulders would ease my mind from racing but it doesn’t. If anything this whole charade is pissing me off further, I want to grab a handful of her hair and shove my cock so far down her throat her eyes wate
Last Updated: 2025-10-31
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