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My sweaty palms made my grip perilous. “You sent them!” I hissed as a breeze flopped my hair into my face. “You made them do this so I would agree to your deal!” I shook my hair out of my eyes enough to glare up at him. He casually leaned his elbows on the narrow railing. “Oh no, that would void any contracts we made. I can’t force you into anything, and putting you in peril would be strictly against the rules. But there’s nothing that says I can’t take advantage of whatever situation you have found yourself in.” His expression turned cold. “Work for me, and I will save your life.” I looked past him toward my window. “Braxton!” His music continued thumping. I was going to break every radio he ever bought… If I survived. The fire escape groaned again, another bolt starting to come loose from the brick. The asphalt below was looking pretty damn hard. “I estimate that metal is going to snap in about sixty seconds,” the devil’s cultured voice sounded above me. “Wouldn’t you like to take a job instead? I’ll even still pay you. You can consider me saving your life a favor.” My hands slipped a little further. It was going to be a race to see whether I lost my grip or the fire escape pulled free first. “If you really want me to work for you,” I said through gritted teeth, “you’re not going to let me die.” “Would you care to bet your life on it?” I didn’t have the strength to lift my head again to look at him. I inhaled sharply. Was I willing to bet my life on it? I had only met him roughly twenty-four hours ago. I didn’t know anything about him. Maybe he would just let me die. The metal creaked and groaned. “Five,” he began the countdown on my life. He was a devil. He probably did actually know when it was going to fall. “Four.” The breeze kicked up, swaying my body, making my fingers ache. “Three.” Crap. “I’ll do the job,” I panted, clinging on for dear life “but, no contract. You’re just going to have to take my word for it.” “Two,” he said pointedly. The metal groaned again. Shit. “One.” “I’ll do the damn job! I agree your contract, but only for the job. After that, we’re through.” The metal snapped, flinging me away from the building. I expected the pain of impact, but I didn’t go crashing down. I found myself standing on my landing with my hand wrapped in the devil’s. A wash of magic hit me—a hint of evil. He smiled the proverbial crocodile’s smile. “You begin work in the morning. Sweet dreams.” I blinked, and he was gone, my hand still extended stupidly before me. If you love cozy “why choose” fantasy with slow burn steam, plenty of banter, romantic tension, and magical hijinks, continue reading Wicked Little Tricks for Free with Kindle Unlimited by clicking the LEARN MORE button below!

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