RELEASE DAY ALERT!!!
Bratva Beast’s Plain Jane is NOW LIVE!!!
This is a complete standalone story. <3
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ISBN: 9780369514455
ASIN: B0GYH2CHHR
Blurb
Jane Adams was already having the worst night of her life. Fired for refusing her boss’s advances, she never expected to witness a brutal mafia attack—or save the life of a dangerous stranger.
Alexey Baranov should have died that night. Instead, a fearless woman stepped in and killed the son of a powerful mafia boss to protect him.
Now Vincent Morello wants Jane dead.
Alexey refuses to let that happen.
Jane has spent her whole life feeling unwanted, invisible, and forgotten. But with Alexey, she’s finally seen. Claimed. Protected.
And Alexey doesn’t give up what belongs to him.
Not even for a mafia war.
Excerpt:
Pouring herself a large glass, she looked at Alexey who entered the kitchen, and she clinked her glass with his.
“To old memories.”
“I killed my father,” Alexey said.
She took a large gulp of wine, and it tasted nice, but she was not much of a wine drinker.
“What?”
“He was selling out. Giving up turf, land, and becoming a mockery to the mafias in the area, and even the MC. They were using him, because they felt he was weak. He was not a fighter.”
“What happened?”
“One night, an MC group comes into one of the bars we own, and I’m there with my friends. We’re having a good time. This MC club walks in and says this is their turf now. They start to take over. I call my dad for backup, and he tells me to get out, that the club is no longer ours. He doesn’t even put up a fight. But I do. Me, Nikolai, Makar, and Igor, we took on the whole MC and destroyed them. We took the club. My father was fuming. He threatened to cast me out, and I realized I couldn’t follow a coward. I killed him and anyone else who believed it was time to step aside for them. I took the Bratva back and I pushed the mafias out. Morello is one that attempted to take from my father.”
“I guess we both have a past,” she said.
“We do.”
****
Alexey fell to the sofa with Jane in his arms. He wasn’t sure what they were laughing about. The wine flowed, and it felt good to relax with her.
He cupped her waist and stared into her brown eyes. Jane had opened up to him tonight, and he wasn’t disgusted with her. He understood her a little more. She couldn’t stand to see injustice play out.
That was why she ran down Frank Morello. That was why she helped kill that guy all those years ago. They had tried to hide it, but those kids had been able to save so many, and they probably didn’t even realize it.
“What were we talking about?” Jane asked.
Alexey leaned in close, and he took a chance and kissed her. He’d been thinking about kissing her for a long time, and rather than wait or ask permission, he took the kiss he wanted.
She let out a little moan, and then her hands went to his chest. “Alexey?” she asked.
He pulled away and waited.
Jane looked up at him, then she cupped his face, pulled him down, and kissed him. Running his hand down her side, he cupped her hip and growled against her flesh.
His cock hardened, and he tugged at her pajama shorts and slid his hand up the inside of her thigh to stroke her pussy. She cried out and he swallowed it down as he slid a finger between her wet slit.
He touched her clit, moving his fingers from side to side, and all over, as he massaged her. He stroked his tongue across her bottom lip, and she gasped, to which he thrust his tongue into her mouth.
Pulling his hand from her pussy, he moved back and tugged at her shorts, not letting up until they tore beneath his grip. She let out a giggle, and he laughed with her, but he was determined to get her naked. Within seconds, the shirt was gone, and he stroked his fingers across the few mottled bruises that remained on her stomach.
“No one is ever going to hurt you again,” he said.
He tugged her over his lap, so that she straddled him. Sinking his fingers into her hair, he tugged her down, pulled her closer, and kissed her harder. She let out a moan.
He loved the sounds she made, and she reached for his pants, opening the button, and easing the zipper down. She reached in, pulled his cock out, and stroked him.
Running his hands down her back, he went to her ass and gripped her flesh, tightening his grip. It felt so good, he didn’t want to let her go.
The grip she had on his cock tightened and he groaned, because he was so close to coming. He felt like a fucking teenage boy, which made no sense. He was a full-grown man with plenty of experience.
He couldn’t get enough of her. She was not like any other woman he had ever known, and he found that unusually intoxicating. She was stunning. Beautiful. She rocked his whole freaking world.
A woman had never made him feel this way. They usually disappointed him, or he got bored. Three months of Jane in his life, and he was not bored.
He moved his hand between them, cupped her pussy, slid his finger between her wet slit, and then pressed a finger inside her. She was tight and he looked up at her.
“Are you a virgin?”
