Galina is about to marry a monster. A bully. The guy who made most of her high school life miserable.
Mikhail Belsky is the son of the man who rules the Belsky Bratva. He’s a dangerous man, but what he wants, he gets. When it comes to Galina, he will not allow her to marry anyone else. She will belong to him. Gone are the cruel jokes, the mocking laughter, and in its place is a man determined to have her at his side.
Mikhail has never hated Galina. He bullied her because he couldn’t have her. When he learned who Galina was meant to marry, he knew he couldn’t allow her to fall to that fate, so he gave his father an ultimatum.
If his father wanted the Belsky Bratva to flourish, then he’d get Galina, but if his father gave her to someone else, Mikhail would see to it that the Belsky name crumbled.
First, I want to say sorry for the late catch-up email. Over the weekend I had an internet outage issue, that thankfully has now been restored. It meant plenty of time for baking and writing, but I didn’t have any internet at all. 🙂
Can you believe it is now October? I absolutely love this time of year, especially when it comes to the cooking and baking side of things. If you’ve been reading my books for a long time, you might have noticed I love to cook. 🙂 Anyone else loving this time of year?
Who enjoyed September’s releases? Did you have a favorite? I have to admit, I can’t pick one myself, I loved writing them both.
I’ve got lots more planned and to keep up to date, please check the coming soon page, where more information will be posted.
I will keep this short and sweet and I hope you all have a fabulous October.
Take care
Sam
Released in September
Like it Rough and The Mafia Man’s Virgin wife.
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Maria’s family were traitors. They planned to take over the mafia, kill the boss, and attempt to rule—all out of greed and a thirst for power. Maria discovered their plan and went straight to The Boss. She now has two choices, get married to any capo that would have her, or die.
She doesn’t want to die, but no one would ever want her. All of her life she’d been told she wasn’t good enough. She knows it is pointless, but she has to try.
Draven Esposito is a dangerous man. Many say he was born in hell and is the devil himself. He saw Maria many months ago. A young woman who tried to become nothing more than a piece of furniture. He cannot let her die. So he marries the young woman. Maria is now his.
There are secrets he cannot tell. Maria knows to be married to Draven will not be easy. The man is scary, but the most shocking thing of all, she doesn’t feel afraid when she’s with him. He has never harmed her, but he has warned her, she cannot get pregnant. If she does, he will not be part of that baby’s life.
What will happen when Maria figures out his secret? Will she be able to show him that he can trust her, or will he finally kill her?
Excerpt:
His bedroom was large and she tried not to look at the bed, as that was terrifying. She knew what was going to come next and she didn’t know if she was ready for that. When The Boss had given her the ultimatum, she had known sex would play a part, but the truth was, she expected death. Who would want a fat, ugly woman as a wife? That was what she’d been told she was.
She didn’t know what Draven’s game was, but it scared her. The not knowing was the worst.
After Calvin had showed her where the bathroom was, he’d left. Wrapping her arms around herself, she made her way into the bathroom and stared at her reflection.
There were no words of encouragement. He didn’t ask for her story. She didn’t know if she should be relieved or terrified because of that.
Maria forced herself to look at her reflection. She didn’t know what to make of what she saw. There was a bruise that covered the left side of her face. The slap had stung, but the punch had been worse. They had also landed a blow to her stomach, but after that, the guy had been stopped. She wasn’t supposed to be hurt. The Boss had apologized to her.
She had also seen the soldier killed in front of her. He’d not followed orders, and The Boss hadn’t been interested in anyone who couldn’t do as he was told.
Someone had died because they hurt her.
She lifted her fingers and touched her cheek. The Boss had warned her that people would want to hurt her. That even if she survived tonight, there would be those who’d try to harm her. Maria knew she wouldn’t make a lot of friends. Her family tried to kill The Boss and take over.
Removing Draven’s jacket, she placed it into the laundry basket and then removed her bra and panties. She turned away from her reflection and stepped into the shower. She turned it on and let out a gasp as the cold water washed over her body, shocking her.
Clenching her hands into fists, she counted to ten, and then twenty, in the hope of bringing some heat. She didn’t have to wait long for the shower to warm up. Once it was nice and hot, she stepped beneath the spray, tilted her head back, and tried not to moan at how good the shower felt. It had been a couple of days since she last had a nice, hot shower. This felt like a luxury to her. So lovely. So warm.
She looked for some soap. There were no female products, so she had no choice but to use the ones Draven had. She used his body wash first and she couldn’t quite detect the scent, but it was better than stinking. After washing her body, she used his shampoo and conditioner. Even if she died tonight, she would be clean.
Maria didn’t know how much patience Draven had. She didn’t know what he expected of her tonight, and rather than linger too long in the shower, she turned it off and climbed out. She wrapped a towel around her body, and another around her hair. It felt good to be clean.
She was in the process of drying her hair when she walked back into the bedroom to find Draven sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Are you a virgin?” he asked.
“Yes.”
He lifted his gaze and stood. The man was tall, over six feet, and she was five foot five, and had no choice but to tilt her head back. A lot of people were taller than her. She was used to having to look up.
“Are you lying to me?” he asked.
“I don’t lie.”
“All women are liars.”
It was on the tip of her tongue to completely refute this, but she didn’t know who he hung out with. Besides, her own mother and sister were known liars. They had no problem with lying to get what they wanted. They were no longer alive. She had heard them beg for their lives, while she’d been taken away. Their screams for mercy had gone unheard, and as she was pushed into a car, she heard the gunshots. The death of her family. Maria had no guilt in doing what she’d done.
Draven got to his feet. “And if you lie to me about anything, you will die, Maria.”
“I’m not lying.” She’d never been with a man. She hadn’t even kissed a man until tonight.
Maria stayed perfectly still.
Draven didn’t move.
She didn’t want to make him angry, but something told her that if she cowered or whimpered, it wouldn’t do her any good. This man was the Devil. She wasn’t asking him for a dance, but she certainly wasn’t going to run away scared.
“Get on the bed,” he said.
She watched him go into the bathroom.
Staring at that large bed was terrifying. Did he want her naked? Covered with a towel?
Maria finished drying her hair, and then opted for the towel to stay on. She had a feeling he wouldn’t want to see her naked.
Once on the bed, she looked up, only to find her reflection staring back at her. The man had a mirror on the ceiling. Why would he have a mirror on the ceiling? Unless … did he want to see? Did he want her to see?
No, he had the mirror on the ceiling long before he saw her. This was not about her. He had the mirror for himself. For sexual purposes.
Maria tried to avoid looking at her own reflection, but it was hard. She had no choice but to look. Her blonde hair was fanned out across the pillow, the towel covered most of her body. Her legs were on show.
She heard the shower running. Other than the shower, there was no sound. Draven didn’t hum, didn’t sing, nor grunt. Just silence.
Why did he ask if she was a virgin? Even though she’d been considered ugly and fat and disgusting, she was still a daughter of a capo, and being a virgin was part of her value.
“It’s your only value, but no man will want to sleep with you.” Those were the words her mother said.
Her mother had never been the maternal type. She loved money, beauty, and power. According to her mother, she’d been a fat, ugly baby. They hadn’t wanted to throw a party to celebrate her birth, because she brought nothing but shame to the family.
Maria was used to hearing it all. The insults had often hurt, but growing up with them, she’d developed a thick skin, and now they no longer mattered to her. They were just words.
Looking at her reflection, she didn’t see a beautiful woman. No, a beautiful woman was her sister. She saw something ugly. Her blonde hair wasn’t light enough. Her blue eyes were dull and lifeless. Her red lips were oddly shaped and not right. Then of course, her body. She could go on for days about how bad her body was, reiterating everything her mother and sister would say.
Closing her eyes, she couldn’t help but tense up as she heard the shower turn off. Draven was finished. He’d be coming for her very soon.
He’s dangerous, scary, and getting involved with him would be the worst thing to do. When he knocks on her door late one night, he has an ultimatum. Her brother, who she is guardian of, is an addict. For drugs, he was willing to sell his sister and their home for anything he could get his hands on. To save her brother, she has to become Gabriel’s toy.
Gabriel is used to getting what he wants. From the moment he first met Faith, he wanted her, but he knew she would never fall for a man like him. He’s cold, hard, and knows only the harshness of life. To get what he wants, he is also willing to lie.
Her brother didn’t come to him offering up his sister. Nigel came to him for help. He wanted to get clean. So Gabriel will give him that, and in return, he is going to have Faith. She thinks it is just for one month. No, Gabriel has other plans. He wants to keep her, and the way to do that, get her pregnant.
Faith hates him. He’s a horrible person. A jerk. Mean. Vile. At least, that was what she first thought. Gabriel is never horrible to her. He is kind, considerate, sweet, charming, but she knows there is a deadly man inside. A man she couldn’t possibly fall in love with. He refused to wear a condom. She should hate him. But … she can’t hate him.
She has fallen in love with a man she had sworn to hate.
Excerpt:
“What’s happened?” she asked.
He’d not spoken a word. She didn’t know if this made her appear weak, but she really didn’t care. She needed him to answer her.
“How long has your brother been addicted to meth?” Gabriel asked.
Faith opened and closed her mouth, startled. She knew Nigel dabbled, and she hated how her thoughts even made it seem like she was okay with him taking drugs. She wasn’t. All she had ever wanted was the best for him, but now, that seemed almost impossible.
“I … no, he … no,” she said, pressing a hand to her stomach, and the other to her lips. What did she say? “Where is he?”
“Why do you want to know?” Gabriel asked.
“What do you mean, why do I want to know? He’s my brother.”
“Are you going to punish him? Smack him on the ass? Ground him?”
“He’s … nearly nineteen years old.” And she’d never smacked her brother.
“Exactly. He knows there’s no firm hand coming.” Gabriel looked around her sitting room.
She hadn’t put away the pictures of her parents, their family. She and Nigel hadn’t taken many in recent years. There was nothing new or exciting around her family home.
She folded her arms across her chest and glared at him. “Do you know where Nigel is?”
“Yes,” Gabriel said.
His blue gaze turned to hers, and Faith felt frozen to the spot. She had blue eyes as well, but hers were not quite as sharp as Gabriel’s. This man had seen and done a lot of bad things.
Nibbling her lip, she waited for him to speak. This was bad. Everything was telling her that this was bad.
“I was at a card game tonight and your brother came in. He was a mess. Sweating, pale, he looked like he hadn’t eaten a decent meal in weeks. He stunk bad, but he was there to beg for money. Telling me he would give me anything I wanted. In fact, he turned his attention to the whole table of men and said he needed a loan.”
Faith couldn’t believe it. Her brother begging for money.
“What did you do?” she asked.
“I asked him what he would give me in return. He said there was this house. He could give us the deeds, and when none of us showed any interest, he said he had a sister who was still a virgin.”
“What?” Faith asked. She had the deeds for the house locked tight in a safe deposit box. When Nigel began to act irrationally, she had made arrangements so he couldn’t steal the deeds and take the house from her. Their parents had paid for the house and left each of them a small trust fund. Faith still had some of hers left, but Nigel had spent through his within weeks. It wasn’t a large amount of money, which is why Faith had always been cautious about spending hers. She’d wanted it to last.
Not only had he offered them the house, he’d offered them … her.
“You can’t be serious?” she asked.
“I’m very serious,” Gabriel said, taking a step toward her.
She refused to back down.
“Did you … refuse?” she asked.
“No.”
What the hell did that even mean?
“Where is he?”
Gabriel was right in front of her now. He made no move to touch her. “Nigel is in a safe place, but he will only remain in that place if you agree to my conditions.”
What was happening? Where was Nigel? What did he mean by safe?
“What conditions?” she asked.
He smiled. “For the next month, you agree to be mine. You don’t argue. You don’t fight. You are mine, and if you think to act dumb, then know, when I mean mine, I mean, you’re mine to fuck, to play with. Your body is my toy and I can use you any way I want.”
“And if I refuse?”
She knew, deep down, refusing wasn’t an option. If she refused, it would mean bad things for Nigel.
He smiled and it wasn’t a kind smile, it was deadly.
“Nigel has been a rather difficult boy, and he owes a lot of people money. If you refuse, it’s simple, I don’t pay his debts. I’ll let them take it out on him. I’m sure a pretty boy like him would earn a good living working the streets.”
Faith looked at him. “I hate you.”
“I don’t care. I told you it would come to this. I warned you. You’ve got until tomorrow to make your decision.”
He’s dangerous, scary, and getting involved with him would be the worst thing to do. When he knocks on her door late one night, he has an ultimatum. Her brother, who she is guardian of, is an addict. For drugs, he was willing to sell his sister and their home for anything he could get his hands on. To save her brother, she has to become Gabriel’s toy.
Gabriel is used to getting what he wants. From the moment he first met Faith, he wanted her, but he knew she would never fall for a man like him. He’s cold, hard, and knows only the harshness of life. To get what he wants, he is also willing to lie.
Her brother didn’t come to him offering up his sister. Nigel came to him for help. He wanted to get clean. So Gabriel will give him that, and in return, he is going to have Faith. She thinks it is just for one month. No, Gabriel has other plans. He wants to keep her, and the way to do that, get her pregnant.
Faith hates him. He’s a horrible person. A jerk. Mean. Vile. At least, that was what she first thought. Gabriel is never horrible to her. He is kind, considerate, sweet, charming, but she knows there is a deadly man inside. A man she couldn’t possibly fall in love with. He refused to wear a condom. She should hate him. But … she can’t hate him.
She has fallen in love with a man she had sworn to hate.
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I was the mistake. A piece of trash. No one wanted me. All of my life I’d been told this. I meant nothing. I was nothing.
The Volkov Bratva made a mistake. They kidnapped me and it should have been my sister. My father wanted me dead. I expected Ivan Volkov to kill me. Instead, they killed my father, and now I’m to marry Ive Yahantov, a brigadier. I’m to be his wife. The man hates me. He doesn’t want me.
I don’t know what changes, but I go from being ignored, to being with Ive all the time. We share everything. The life I thought was only ever going to be that of a dream, becomes my reality. I’m falling for the man I thought I would hate. But nothing is ever certain. Ivan Volkov faked his death, and the repercussions of that is far and wide. My husband has enemies, and those enemies, they’ve come to collect.
I knew I was going to die young, but I had no idea life could be so cruel. I knew peace. I knew love. I knew happiness, and now, it was all going to be taken away.
Excerpt:
The door to Ive’s office opened and Rage walked out. He didn’t look happy, and neither did Ive. Ivan seemed to be in quite a pleasant mood still. I wondered if he had put my husband and Rage in a bad mood.
Rage, Cassie, and Ivan left minutes later. It was just Ive and me.
“Is everything okay?” I asked.
“Fine. I’m sorry I didn’t know it was your birthday.”
This made me smile. “It’s okay.”
“I had no idea what to get you.”
“I like the idea of a honeymoon,” I said. “That sounds like fun.”
Ive nodded. “Is there anything you want?”
“What do you mean?”
“You know I had no intention of a honeymoon, but I was going to offer you anything you wanted.”
“I can have anything I want?”
“Yes, name it, it’s yours. It doesn’t matter the price or the time.”
“And we’re still going on a honeymoon?” I asked.
“Yes, Ivan insists on it.”
I looked at Ive then glanced away. Could I ask him for what I wanted?
“If you don’t know what you want right away, don’t worry. Think about it, and let me know.”
He went to walk away and I just couldn’t let that happen.
“I know what I want,” I said. Damn it, I felt my cheeks heating even as I said it.
“What do you want?” he asked.
I opened my mouth, closed it. It was so stupid, but it was the only thing I could think of.
“I’d, er, I’d like you to kiss me.” I pressed my lips together.
“A kiss?”
“Yes, but not like on the cheek, I’d like a proper kiss, if you don’t mind. How you would expect to kiss your wife. One that you wanted.” I struggled to look him in the eye as I asked this.
When Ivan had told me I was going to marry Ive, I’d been terrified. These were my kidnappers, but in a short time, I had gotten used to the idea. They hadn’t killed me. Even when my father had begged for them to do so. They hadn’t. In fact, they had made me comfortable, and showed me affection and care.
“You want me to kiss you?”
“Yes.” I nodded, trying not to feel embarrassed by my girlish request. “I’m not a child. I’m your wife, and I know I’m not like the Sophies of this world, but I would like to have a kiss from my husband.”
He took a step toward me, then another. I couldn’t help but wonder how many other people he’d approached, who’d been terrified. I wasn’t scared. The tip of his toes brushed across mine. I had no choice but to tilt my head back to see him. I liked looking at Ive, and the blue of his eyes.
“Let me know if at any point you want me to stop.”
He cupped my face. I loved the size of his hands. They were big, strong, sturdy hands, and they felt capable. His thumb brushed across my lip, and I felt an answering call in my body. My nipples tightened and my flesh felt sensitive. He moved closer and I felt his breath fan across my lips.
This was a secret I hadn’t told anyone. I was attracted to my husband. No one knew. Not even Cassie, nor Ivan, but I had a feeling he already knew. When Ive had taken me, locked me up in one of his cages, and kept visiting me, I liked it and hadn’t wanted it to stop.
I was desperate for his kiss. Hungry for it.
Ive’s lips pressed against mine. They were gentle at first, but with that one touch, I couldn’t help but moan, and my eyes closed. His lips were slightly damp, and I tasted the hint of whiskey. I’d gotten used to the scent as he drank it a few evenings. Never a lot, just one glass.
I felt his hand at my waist as he pulled me in closer. Another moan left me, and I kept my hands at my sides for as long as possible.
I needed to touch him, to feel him, and slid my hands up his arms, going toward his shoulders, holding onto them tightly. The hand at my waist went down toward my ass, and he squeezed the flesh. That felt so good, and I didn’t want him to stop. I heard his guttural moan, and I knew I was already addicted to this man.
My very first kiss. And I wanted more.
Was Cassie and Ivan right? All I had to do was ask?
Can you believe we’re into July!!! I’m in shock by how fast this year is flying by. In the UK we’re currently enjoying lots of rain. It was beautiful sunshine, but not anymore, traditional weather here. 🙂
Did you enjoy June’s releases? Which one was your favorite? I loved writing both of these books, and it was writing Wrong Mate that inspired me to go back and look at, The Alpha Takes a Mate. So I have good news for the fans of my, Disaster of the Otherworld books, I’m currently writing book two, and yes, I am loving it. There are a lot of twists and turns, that fingers crossed I hope you like.
I’m so excited to say that The Mistake (Volkov Bratva, Book 3) is now available for pre-order and you don’t have to wait long to get this book, as it releases July 4th. 🙂
I do have a lot more books planned, and I do hope to share more with you soon. I do have one question, would you rather have Hunter and Harlow’s book or Anthony and Daisy?
I wanted to let you know I have currently added 2 more amazon countries links (FR and NL) to my list for the new releases. Let me know if there are any others you would like me to add. If you could send me the link to your preferred Amazon I can add the link to my book.
I hope you enjoy this catch up.
Thank you so much for stopping by. Take care and until next month. 🙂
Sam
Released in June.
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Released in May
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Mason Campbell is bored with life. He has everything he’s ever wanted—money, power, and any woman at the snap of his fingers. After working his way out of the gutter, he is now king. People fear him. And he’s bored. Until he looks across the dance floor at one of his nightclubs to see a stunning woman dressed in red. He has to have her.
Holly Allan is finally free from a loveless marriage to a cheating jerk. Nine years she devoted her life to a man who didn’t know how to be faithful. When Mason enters her life, she’s not looking for anything long term. She’s not ready to trust men. Mason is not taking no for an answer.
He sees the passion in her eyes, the yearning. Her husband didn’t know the treasure he had, but Mason does. One taste was never going to be enough and he’s not letting Holly get away. He’s going to keep her. He knows what it’s like to go without, to beg, to crave. What he cannot do is allow his life to touch Holly’s. He’s a bad man, a monster, and he has made a lot of enemies. But what will he do when her ex-husband is determined to tell her the truth about who Mason really is?
Be Warned: anal sex, sex toys
Excerpt:
“You snuck out of my apartment this morning, why?”
She shrugged. “I didn’t know what to do. I’m an early riser and I’ve never done the morning-after-the-whole-night-before thing. I didn’t know what to do.” She blew out a breath. “Is this what this is about? I didn’t take anything and we said it was only going to be a one-time thing.”
“I fucked you four times last night. You had multiple orgasms. This has already been more than a one-time thing,” he said.
“I didn’t steal anything,” she said. “I just grabbed my stuff and left. You’ve totally ruined my shirt. I’ve already tried to attach the buttons and there are tiny holes.” She sighed.
He followed her through to her kitchen and he saw the oven was open, and there was a light smell of chemicals in the air.
“You’re cleaning your kitchen?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Don’t you hire people to do that?”
“Not everything needs to be done by other people. Besides, I happen to like cleaning.” She shrugged. “I don’t know why I love to clean but I do. Do you want a drink? I have tea and coffee. That’s pretty much it. Or water. I don’t drink soda. Or I’ve got milk. Unless you want something stronger.”
He watched her as she pushed a strand of hair off her forehead.
“I don’t need anything stronger. Is there any other reason you left this morning?” he asked.
“No. I didn’t want to do this part as I thought it would be too awkward, and you’re kind of proving me right. This is a whole lot of awkward right now.” She pressed her lips together. “I’ve never done this. I’ve never experienced anything like this and I feel like I’m constantly saying the same thing.”
“I understand what you’re saying.”
“Great, so why are you here?” Holly asked. “I thought men don’t want women who cling, and yet you’re here.”
“I don’t like it when women sneak out of my apartment after I fuck them hard and well.” He closed the distance between them and he was a little surprised she didn’t back away from him.
“Then put it down as a brand-new experience,” she said. “I’m pretty sure there have been plenty of women who haven’t wanted the morning-after weirdness.”
He smiled. “No, not a single one, but then I guess that has something to do with the fact I don’t let them stay, and none of them are allowed in my apartment. Whenever I fuck them, we go to a hotel. Never to my place.”
“Are you trying to say that I’m special?” she asked.
He loved her snarky attitude. He loved the fact she wasn’t frightened of him. She doesn’t know who you are, or what you’re capable of. If she did, she’d have run across the country by now.
Gripping the back of her neck, he pulled her close and slammed his lips down on hers. He avoided answering the question because as of right now, she was fucking special. She had taken away his boredom and in return given him something to look forward to. No woman had ever done that. From the moment she started dancing in his nightclub, he’d been hooked.
Mason traced across her bottom lip and as he heard her gasp, he couldn’t help but smile. He loved how responsive she was. Moving her backward, he pressed her up against the kitchen counter. He let go of her neck to capture her wrists, pinning them either side of her. He was a lot taller than her. Looking at her now, he felt that craving again, the hunger to take her.
Thrusting his pelvis against her, he watched her eyes, seeing her response. They widened, just slightly, but enough for him to see that his body affected her. He was so hard it would be impossible for her to not feel his arousal.
“Do you not want me to take you, Holly? Do you want me to leave?”
She whimpered and he pressed his lips against her neck, sliding his tongue back and forth across the pulse, and then nipping the delicate flesh with his teeth. Another whimper escaped her.
He let go of her arms, she was perfectly capable of pushing him away, of rejecting him. She didn’t do either. Her hands stayed at her side and he reached for the edge of her old shirt. In one swift swoop, he peeled it over her head.
Underneath she wore a delicate lacy bra, peach this time, and it seemed to highlight the dark red of her nipples. His mouth watered for a taste of her delicate flesh. He craved her so fucking much, wanted her badly.
But the anticipation was all part of the play. There was no fun in scoffing the dessert when you could take it spoonful by spoonful. He didn’t want to stuff himself. No, he wanted to take his time with Holly, and as he did, he was going to enjoy it.
the Kings Trophy is a standalone story that is now available to Pre-order
Available wide May 23rd 2023
Blurb
Mason Campbell is bored with life. He has everything he’s ever wanted—money, power, and any woman at the snap of his fingers. After working his way out of the gutter, he is now king. People fear him. And he’s bored. Until he looks across the dance floor at one of his nightclubs to see a stunning woman dressed in red. He has to have her.
Holly Allan is finally free from a loveless marriage to a cheating jerk. Nine years she devoted her life to a man who didn’t know how to be faithful. When Mason enters her life, she’s not looking for anything long term. She’s not ready to trust men. Mason is not taking no for an answer.
He sees the passion in her eyes, the yearning. Her husband didn’t know the treasure he had, but Mason does. One taste was never going to be enough and he’s not letting Holly get away. He’s going to keep her. He knows what it’s like to go without, to beg, to crave. What he cannot do is allow his life to touch Holly’s. He’s a bad man, a monster, and he has made a lot of enemies. But what will he do when her ex-husband is determined to tell her the truth about who Mason really is?
