Devil's Hand

I thought I was evil. Then I met her.

Othello Maloik.

The name should strike fear in your heart if you know who I am—a man of violent extremes.

I got the taste for the finer things in life. Fine wine. Five-star food. And of course, beautiful women.

On the other hand I kill with brutality and without hesitation.

But something is missing.

More than money and fancy cars, I want a woman.

Not one of the floozies that go in and out of my life.

But a woman who will truly accept me for the violent man that I am.

Who will revel in my kill count.

That’s when I meet Violetta.

Beautiful as she is dark on the inside.

She’s got some interests that would make a man pale.

With the white hair and beautiful body of an angel.

She’ll be the soul that will keep me company in Hell.