![]() ![]() But when said hit is on the Boss’s daughter, the daughter that is the other half of your soul, lines could get a little blurred.įor as long as they could remember, Adriana Romano and Carlo ‘Hunter’ Rossi were two parts of a whole, the other half of each other. Twenty minutes ago, he could have killed me.īeing tapped to perform a hit should be no problem for the Romano family assassin. The strong, rich taste that lingered on his lips was heady and only added to the intoxicating way he touched me.Īnd then… It hit me. Until my whole body was alight with his touch and responding to his every movement. He kissed me until I was fucking spinning and could barely string two thoughts together. His tongue ran along the seam of my mouth, and as I fisted the sides of his shirt, I bit his lower lip.Ī low growl left his throat, but he didn’t relent. Shock paralyzed me as he kissed me harshly. I staggered back into the wall, gasping at the ferocity of his movement. It was deadly, the way his hands clasped my face and his mouth descended on mine. The words had barely left my lips when he pounced on me. “Don’t ever fucking put that to your head again.” “Don’t,” he ground out, his arms tensing and looking even bigger. It bounced but stayed on the seat, and then he turned on me with blazing eyes. He came at me like a flash, snatched the gun from my hand, and dropped it on the sofa. His jaw clenched when my thumb edged toward the safety, and when my finger moved to hook around the trigger, he moved. Slowly, I turned the gun back to me and touched the barrel to my temple the way he did earlier. The boy I loved before I knew what love even was. The boy who offered to pee on my foot when I got stung by a jellyfish in Mexico on vacation when I was seven. The boy who once ripped his favorite shirt to stem the bleeding when I fell and cut my leg, then proceeded to carry me home. I wished he would look away, because in that gaze, I saw the Hunter I knew. ![]() I don’t have much of a life here in hiding anyway.” The safety was on the gun, and I held it out to him. His mask and gloves fell to the floor, but he made no move to pick them up. I scoffed quietly at him and grabbed the gun from the coffee table. I wanted to ignore the indecision on his face, but I couldn’t. It was easier to provoke him and be angry with him than give in to the horrible ache that had settled in my heart. He looked at me, and his expression was a little tortured. Kill me and everyone’s happy, right? My pathetic excuse for a father gets to keep his empire and you’re taken care of for life.” “Trying to work out whose life is worth more, right? Mine is probably worth a lifetime of comfort for you. Once again, he rubbed his hand across his face. “Staying, are you? Figure it’s easier to kill me in my sleep?” There will be strong adult themes throughout.) BUY NOW AMAZON US | AMAZON UK (HUNTER is a standalone erotic romance with elements of suspense. My father was going to learn the hard way that the empire he’d stolen belonged to me. What he didn’t know was that the queen was dead, and the princess had taken her throne.īlood didn’t lie. Kill the princess, and definitely kill the queen. He’d thought I was dead until the day his assignment was given: Kill Adriana and Alexandria Romano. ![]() He was always the most ruthless and the most deadly of all the children. Now… the devil was on the loose.Ĭarlo ‘Hunter’ Rosso was my father’s right hand man and the boy I’d loved since I could tie my own shoelaces. My father may have been the king, but my mother was the queen. The day my father sold my thirteen year old body to pay off a five year old debt was the day my mother stole me in the dead of night. Raised in hiding, I was a Californian sweetheart. ![]()
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