Title: The Mafia and His Angel: Part One
Series: Tainted Hearts #1
Author: Lylah James
Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC
Author: Lylah James
Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC
Genre: Mafia Romantic Suspense
Release Date: August 1, 2017
Blurb
Alessio…
Cold.
Ruthless. Killer.
Ruthless. Killer.
I am
respected and feared by all.
respected and feared by all.
I wasn’t
put on this earth to love or be loved. I was put here to wipe out every last
member of the damn Abandonato mafia, to pay them back for my mother’s death.
put on this earth to love or be loved. I was put here to wipe out every last
member of the damn Abandonato mafia, to pay them back for my mother’s death.
When I find
a strange girl hiding, beaten, under my bed, I don’t let her live out of
compassion.
a strange girl hiding, beaten, under my bed, I don’t let her live out of
compassion.
She’s a
trinket, my plaything.
trinket, my plaything.
Ayla…
I thought
Alessio was only one more man who wanted to use me, hurt me, and throw me away.
I don’t know what it is to trust anymore. I can’t find my heart under the pain.
Alessio was only one more man who wanted to use me, hurt me, and throw me away.
I don’t know what it is to trust anymore. I can’t find my heart under the pain.
Alessio
found it. He touched it, and brought it alive again.
found it. He touched it, and brought it alive again.
But if he
discovers just how dangerous I am to him…I’ll lose my life.
discovers just how dangerous I am to him…I’ll lose my life.
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Just when I was about to put it on, a deep rough voice came
from behind me.
from behind me.
“I have to say, you have a lovely body.”
I shrieked loudly and swiveled around toward the voice. I
tried to focus on the intruder but he was effortlessly hidden in the darkness.
tried to focus on the intruder but he was effortlessly hidden in the darkness.
I didn’t have to see him to know who it was.
I knew that voice. My body knew that voice.
Alessio.
I took a step back in fear, my nightshirt pressed against my
body, hiding my nakedness from his eyes. Shaking from head to toe, I swallowed
hard and my stomach started to cramp in fear— maybe in anticipation too.
body, hiding my nakedness from his eyes. Shaking from head to toe, I swallowed
hard and my stomach started to cramp in fear— maybe in anticipation too.
Suddenly, the lights were on. I had to blink a few times to
adjust my eyes.
adjust my eyes.
Alessio was sitting in my sofa chair, leaning back
comfortably. His left ankle was crossed on top of his right knee and there was
a small remote in his hand, which he probably used to turn on the lights.
comfortably. His left ankle was crossed on top of his right knee and there was
a small remote in his hand, which he probably used to turn on the lights.
He wasn’t wearing a suit. But he did have his black slacks
on and a black linen shirt, which was unbuttoned at the top, to reveal some of
his chest.
on and a black linen shirt, which was unbuttoned at the top, to reveal some of
his chest.
His hard, muscular
chest. I forced away the thought.
chest. I forced away the thought.
Keeping my eyes on him, I saw his gaze intensely focused on
my body. There was no embarrassment. No awkwardness. Alessio was completely
calm and confident as his eyes raked over my body.
my body. There was no embarrassment. No awkwardness. Alessio was completely
calm and confident as his eyes raked over my body.
“Hmm,” he muttered, looking thoughtful as he watched me.
He leaned back against the sofa. His muscles were clear
beneath his shirt, making him look big.
beneath his shirt, making him look big.
I forced myself not to fidget, but it was hard. I couldn’t
show fear. Men like him fed on fear. They used it to their advantage.
show fear. Men like him fed on fear. They used it to their advantage.
My fingers tightened around my shirt. My throat felt heavy
and dry. When I started to feel lightheaded, I realized I’d been holding my
breath for too long.
and dry. When I started to feel lightheaded, I realized I’d been holding my
breath for too long.
I let it out in a loud whoosh and then sucked in a deep
breath again. But, it was pointless.
breath again. But, it was pointless.
His heated gaze traveled all the way down my body. I was
speechless and frozen where I stood. When my body started to warm up under his
focus, I closed my eyes tightly. But the tingling didn’t stop.
speechless and frozen where I stood. When my body started to warm up under his
focus, I closed my eyes tightly. But the tingling didn’t stop.
Author Bio
Lylah James
lives with her parents and younger brother somewhere in Canada. She uses all
her spare time to write. If she is not studying, sleeping, writing or working –
she can be found with her nose buried in a good romance book, preferably with a
hot alpha male.
lives with her parents and younger brother somewhere in Canada. She uses all
her spare time to write. If she is not studying, sleeping, writing or working –
she can be found with her nose buried in a good romance book, preferably with a
hot alpha male.
Writing is
her passion. The voices in her head won’t stop and she believes they deserve to
be heard and read. Lylah James writes about drool worthy and total alpha males,
with strong and sweet heroines. She makes her readers cry – sob their eyes out,
swoon, curse, rage and fall in love. Mostly known as the Queen of cliffhanger
and the #evilauthorwithablacksoul, she likes to break her readers’ hearts and
then mend them again.
her passion. The voices in her head won’t stop and she believes they deserve to
be heard and read. Lylah James writes about drool worthy and total alpha males,
with strong and sweet heroines. She makes her readers cry – sob their eyes out,
swoon, curse, rage and fall in love. Mostly known as the Queen of cliffhanger
and the #evilauthorwithablacksoul, she likes to break her readers’ hearts and
then mend them again.
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