Sinners Consumed BY Somme Sketcher

My world is on fire, and I?m obsessed with the girl who lit the match. \n\nBloodied knuckles and a lifeless body at my feet confirm it: Penny is my demise. \n\nMy gentlemanly facade is nothing but a memory. \n\nMy sins are seeping through my shirt like ink. \n\nI tried to leave her. Couldn?t do it. \n\nI tried to snuff the life out of her. Couldn?t do that, either. \n\nSo we?ll slow dance in the flames until I?m nothing but ash and embers. \n\nI?ll only rise like a phoenix when she?s gone. \n\nThe problem is, I?d never let her go. \n\nNo, she?d have to run far, far, away to escape me. \n\nAnd maybe she will if I just told her the truth: \n\nI own the Sinners Anonymous Hotline. \n\nAnd I?ve listened to every call she?s ever made. \n\nDARK MAFIA ROMANCE ? ENEMIES TO LOVERS ? AGE GAP ? SLOW BURN