Ignazio Vitale is not a good man.
I suspect it, the first time I see him, sense the air of danger that surrounds the man. He has a way of commanding attention, of taking control, of knowing what I'm thinking before I even do.
It's alarming and alluring. It's dark and deadly. It's everything I've ever wanted but the last thing I truly need. Obsession.
It doesn't take him long to draw me into his web, charming me into his bed and trapping me in his life, a life I know nothing about until it's too late. He has secrets, secrets I can't fathom, secrets that make it so I can't walk away, no matter how much I beg him to let me go. I see it sometimes in his eyes, a darkness that's both terrifying and thrilling. He's a monster, wrapped up in a pretty package, and what I find when I unmask him changes everything.
I want to hate him.
Sometimes, I do.
But it doesn't stop me from loving him, too.
I suspect it, the first time I see him, sense the air of danger that surrounds the man. He has a way of commanding attention, of taking control, of knowing what I'm thinking before I even do.
It's alarming and alluring. It's dark and deadly. It's everything I've ever wanted but the last thing I truly need. Obsession.
It doesn't take him long to draw me into his web, charming me into his bed and trapping me in his life, a life I know nothing about until it's too late. He has secrets, secrets I can't fathom, secrets that make it so I can't walk away, no matter how much I beg him to let me go. I see it sometimes in his eyes, a darkness that's both terrifying and thrilling. He's a monster, wrapped up in a pretty package, and what I find when I unmask him changes everything.
I want to hate him.
Sometimes, I do.
But it doesn't stop me from loving him, too.
He steps toward me, quiet as he speaks. “Do you love me?”
“You know I do.”
“Say it,” he says, his voice dropping lower. “Tell me you love me.”
“I love you.”
He cups my cheek. “Say it again.”
“I love you.”
His hand drifts lower, wrapping around my throat. “Again.”
“I love you.”
He squeezes lightly, not painfully, just enough to make me gasp. “Again.”
My voice is barely a whisper as the words pour out of me. “I love you, Ignazio.”
His expression hardens when I say his name, his eyes darkening. The monster is peeking through, peering at me from behind his mask. He wants to come out. He wants me to play with him.
He says nothing, though, letting go of my neck. His hand drifts lower, down my chest and across my breasts. He gropes them through the fabric before reaching down and grabbing the bottom of my shirt, pulling up on it. I raise my hands in the air, letting him pull it off. He unbuttons my pants, tugging down the zipper, and I step out of them when he pulls them off of me.
Slowly, his eyes scan me then, from the top of my head to the tips of my toes before trailing back up again. He meets my gaze as he takes another step forward, standing right up against me. I can feel the heat emanating off of him, his cologne intoxicating.
It makes me dizzy.
“If you could read my mind…” He pauses, laughing darkly. “You’d be trembling.”
“You know I do.”
“Say it,” he says, his voice dropping lower. “Tell me you love me.”
“I love you.”
He cups my cheek. “Say it again.”
“I love you.”
His hand drifts lower, wrapping around my throat. “Again.”
“I love you.”
He squeezes lightly, not painfully, just enough to make me gasp. “Again.”
My voice is barely a whisper as the words pour out of me. “I love you, Ignazio.”
His expression hardens when I say his name, his eyes darkening. The monster is peeking through, peering at me from behind his mask. He wants to come out. He wants me to play with him.
He says nothing, though, letting go of my neck. His hand drifts lower, down my chest and across my breasts. He gropes them through the fabric before reaching down and grabbing the bottom of my shirt, pulling up on it. I raise my hands in the air, letting him pull it off. He unbuttons my pants, tugging down the zipper, and I step out of them when he pulls them off of me.
Slowly, his eyes scan me then, from the top of my head to the tips of my toes before trailing back up again. He meets my gaze as he takes another step forward, standing right up against me. I can feel the heat emanating off of him, his cologne intoxicating.
It makes me dizzy.
“If you could read my mind…” He pauses, laughing darkly. “You’d be trembling.”
Well mrs. Darhower's new release was added to my beloved mafia favorites this week. I am a huge fan of her sempre series. Oh hell I'm a huge fan of her books in general. She's one of those authors that I wish I had a phone alert when new releases occur. Yes, I'm a jm darhower MAFIA groupie.
This is karissa and naz's story. She is an 18 year old girl who is ready for her life to start. She has been moved around by her mom her whole life and hasn't really known stability. Her mom was running from something/someone that kept me guessing all the way to the end. Karissa's full of life roomie melody was great. I liked her character. She tried hard to bring Karissa out her shell and she succeeded sometimes. The most memorable of these was a clubbing night when she walked right into the arms of mr. Tall dark and bada**. Naz oozes alpha male. Oh and hot ofcourse. He is twice her age but hey lust knows no age right???
Naz had this whole intimidation,no one messes with me thing going on, but he always had a gentler side with Karissa. I'm a hopeless romantic so I would love to believe that their two bump in encounters where fate, but like I always say go with the gut! My gut was telling me yes he loves her but what am I missing.
Mrs. Darhower kept me on the edge of my seat with this one. Naz and karissa's love story was down right sexy! BUT when secrets come out and darkness threatens to consume all the light/love that surrounds them, you will be left saying, WTH can they survive this fallout? Mrs. Darhower great job. I can't wait to read book 2!
Cheers,
Dr. Books
Book rating: 5 stars
This is karissa and naz's story. She is an 18 year old girl who is ready for her life to start. She has been moved around by her mom her whole life and hasn't really known stability. Her mom was running from something/someone that kept me guessing all the way to the end. Karissa's full of life roomie melody was great. I liked her character. She tried hard to bring Karissa out her shell and she succeeded sometimes. The most memorable of these was a clubbing night when she walked right into the arms of mr. Tall dark and bada**. Naz oozes alpha male. Oh and hot ofcourse. He is twice her age but hey lust knows no age right???
Naz had this whole intimidation,no one messes with me thing going on, but he always had a gentler side with Karissa. I'm a hopeless romantic so I would love to believe that their two bump in encounters where fate, but like I always say go with the gut! My gut was telling me yes he loves her but what am I missing.
Mrs. Darhower kept me on the edge of my seat with this one. Naz and karissa's love story was down right sexy! BUT when secrets come out and darkness threatens to consume all the light/love that surrounds them, you will be left saying, WTH can they survive this fallout? Mrs. Darhower great job. I can't wait to read book 2!
Cheers,
Dr. Books
Book rating: 5 stars
No comments:
Post a Comment