Synopsis
To a young Russian girl raised to respect and fear the Bratva, gaining the attention of the impressive Sovietnik from a ruling organization was a terrifying thing. Alekzander was a dangerous temptation Sacha Urusski had no hope of resisting. Predictably, her heart was decimated and she was left bleeding…with a precious reason to go on. But when Alekzander bullies his way back into her quiet life and offers a confession that absolves him of his sins, rather than celebrate, Sacha is forced to acknowledge an alarming truth; she has now become the villain in their story. Or so she thinks. When the most damaging secret of all is revealed, her final hope dies and she’s left with no other recourse. She must run.
Sixteen months ago, Alekzander Tarasov made the mistake of
his life when he annihilated his relationship with his soulmate. At the time,
protecting her was his only thought. Now, after attempting to live without her,
his focus has changed. He wants her back where she belongs. And he’ll stop at
nothing to drag his curvy angel away from her new life and so deep into his
world of violence and uncertainty she’ll never find her way out again. Through
a deluge of secrets and lies, disillusionment and broken faith enters a world
where loyalty and trust reign. Will Alek and Sacha’s battered love be strong
enough to survive? Or will it be a sense of duty that inexorably binds them
together in the end?
Purchase Links
Kindle | Amazon CA
Amazon UK | Amazon AU
B&N | Kobo | iTunes
Excerpt
No. She couldn’t get Alekzander into trouble with the law
simply because he’d stopped loving her and had chosen to move on without
telling her first. She should. She should spill every little secret she had,
not that there were many. But she never would. Despite everything, he was her
daughter’s father. Then again, she thought, feeling ill, if it came down to it
and she had to choose between keeping Lekzi in her life and Alekzander’s
freedom, well, there was no choice. But until then… “That would not work
because I was never personally aware of anything he or his family did that
might have been illegal. For all I know, their intimidating reputation could
have been created simply to make themselves feel special.” She saw Justin’s
head turn her way but didn’t meet the look because then he’d see she was lying
through her teeth. He tapped his thumbs on the steering wheel. “This may sound
insensitive, but why didn’t you go back home to your family when things fell
apart here?” Wishing he could drive faster, she answered honestly. “I am an
only child, and, as you know, my parents are gone. But even if I had someone
there, at that time, I could not afford to go home.” He frowned in confusion,
so she went on, her cheeks heating. “While I was with Alekzander, I did not
work, or go back to school as I had planned. When I left Russia, I dropped out
of my fourth year of university,” she explained. “But I had every intention of
applying to colleges here so I could finish my liberal arts degree. I had
planned to go into the field of Human Resources, but, as I said, I did not.”
She moved on because she could hear how defensive she was beginning to sound.
“Alekzander enjoyed having me at home, and I enjoyed being there for him.”
Shame coated that last bit, revealing how little she thought of the decision
she’d made back then. She should never have given up her independence. She
suspected that had much to do with what had happened. “So he kept you broke and
dependent on him?” Justin questioned as they came out of the tunnel and
traveled the relatively empty streets of Queens heading for Sunnyside. “No, of
course not. He was very generous. I had credit cards and a bank account that I
could use freely.” Feeling small, she wanted to add that she wasn’t a parasite,
but hearing herself, she found she couldn’t. Her and Alekzander’s first real
fight had been about her working to save the money she would need to return to
school. He’d convinced her it wasn’t something that had to be decided right
then and had quieted her protests by saying they’d discuss her education later.
It had always been later. And she’d let him get away with discounting her
future. Had she not been such a pushover, so eager to please him, would things
have been different? “I did not use his money after things ended,” she
murmured. “Why? Any other woman, especially a pregnant one, would have
withdrawn a large chunk of cash—especially because as a Tarasov he could
certainly afford it—and lived off it until she was back on her feet. Why didn’t
you?” “Because I did not want his money. I did not want anything from him.” She
shifted, grinding her teeth at the warble in her voice. It signified weakness,
and that embarrassed her. “Anyway,” she said, sneaking in another common word
Americans used regularly. “How could I go home when I did not have enough money
to buy an airline ticket, to rent an apartment once I got there, and to live
until I found a job? I could not. So I stayed here where it had already become
familiar. And Lekzi and I have done fine without him. Our life is simple, but
that is all we need.” She might not have two homes and a private jet, but despite
having to save most of her earnings, she was providing for her daughter, and
she was proud of that. When they eventually turned onto her street, she tried
not to think about what it would cost her, financially and emotionally, to
start over again. Another new city, no friends, no job, no place to live. And
it would be so much worse this time because she was dragging her innocent
daughter along, making her baby suffer for the sins of her parents… The world
stilled for a split second before Sacha felt the impact of her reality hit with
the force of a punch. A group of well-dressed men milled about in front of her
apartment building. Two were on the sidewalk speaking with a uniformed NYPD
officer while another two stood in front of the main entrance of the three-story
walk-up. Oh, God. “I told you.” Her whisper was eerily accepting. “He has come
for me.”
#OWNYOU
#MOSTDANGEROUSMAN
DON'T MISS THE OTHER SIZZLING BOOKS IN THE WANTED MEN SERIES, FEATURING SEXY ALPHAS AND THE WOMEN THAT CONQUER THEIR HEARTS...
#FREE with #KINDLEUNLIMITED
Amazon
About the Author
Nancy Haviland, author of the bestselling organized crime
series, WANTED MEN, writes about her alpha mobsters and their ladies from her
home near Toronto, Ontario. She fights for space on her keyboard with her
arrogant kitty named Talbot, and adores her Tim Horton’s coffee; as any
self-respecting Canadian would. She writes contemporary romantic suspense but
will happily read anything that involves two people smooching. A member of
Romance Writers of America, Nancy is represented by Nalini Akolekar of
Spencerhill Associates, and is published by Montlake Romance/Amazon Publishing.
Giveaway
No comments:
Post a Comment