Handsome, fearless Lathe Bronson is New York City’s weapon against crime. He works and lives alone, fighting a war in the back streets where gangs operate in the dark. Pretty soon, they start fearing him, and give the cop a fitting name. They call him Lucifer.<br><br>Dissatisfied with his pampered, sheltered life, gorgeous Anjelo decides to escape by getting acquainted with life on the streets. Innocent and na?ve, he feels drawn to the city’s dark side. But he’s an easy target in an underworld with no rules.<br><br>When his path crosses Lathe’s, sparks fly. Can he overcome his own dark side and save Anjelo? Or will Anjelo’s wings get singed, trying to find love?

King of Sin

Anjelo was right, he was one hell of a business man.


As he gazed at the dime, he was haunted by shadowy streets with bloody lace everywhere. When he couldn’t take it anymore, he got up, slammed out of his office and made his way through one neighborhood after the other, looking, but he didn’t know for what. Anjelo? A heap of bloody lace? What?


After a few blocks he saw a man that he knew was associated with one of the most notorious gangs in the city. His smoke screen consisted of a cowboyish gait that was at odds with his Calvin Klein suit. The only thing missing was a ten-gallon hat, but it didn’t matter, because it all went to hell when he opened his mouth and a New York accent came rolling out. He followed him until he was surrounded by graphitized walls, cheap beer joints and sleazy motels.


Chapter 6