Series: John + Siena #2
Publication date: April 2nd, 2018
Synopsis (according to Goodreads):
Siena Calabrese is no longer the prized daughter of la famiglia. Her transgressions against her brothers and family have stained more than just her reputation. Her best chance at keeping breath in her lungs would be to sit down and shut up like she was taught to do. She definitely shouldn't be feeding information to her family's enemies. And yes, she is still willing to risk it all for a chance at forever with Johnathan Marcello. After everything, how could she not?
The disgraced one...
Johnathan Marcello's life and secrets have now been put on display for everyone to see. There's no hiding the things he's tried to keep hidden, but maybe that's the best thing that could have happened. Now he's about to walk straight into a war between rival mafia families, and he's got choices to make. His love is on one side, he's on the other, and everybody is playing for keeps. He'll play the game just as dirty as anyone else to get what he wants, even to the detriment of himself. For her, how could he not?
The shamed one...
It's time that the forgotten king takes back his throne. It's already been too long since it was taken from him.
But when has anything in this life been easy?
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Excerpt
"You really fucking took me from the party to put me to bed, didn't you?"
Lucian only grinned. "Just open the fucking door."
John gave his father a look, but did as he was told. He slid the keycard through the slot, heard the lock beep, and then the tumblers roll. Pulling the handle down, the door opened easily under his hand.
He expected the room to be dark.
It was lit up.
He expected the room to be empty.
She stood there waiting.
Siena.
"John," Siena greeted with one of her sweet smiles.
He was just... stuck.
Speechless.
Stupid.
Happy.
Awed.
All day, he had listened to whispers from his family about the Calabrese family, and the war raging between their organizations in the city. He heard them call them snakes, and untrustworthy. He listened as they made more plans to get rid of them entirely. There was no love lost between the Marcellos, and the Calabrese organization.
This war was apparently one of the bloodiest, and messiest the city had seen in a long while. There was not one person in John's family who had any issue with saying openly and proudly how wonderful it would be once the Calabrese legacy was gone forever. Not to mention, how great it would be for the Marcellos to be the ones to do it.
Poetic justice after all the history, and bad blood.
And yet...
Here she stood.
In front of him.
Everything his father hated right now. Everything they were working to destroy, and to remove from their lives forever.
Except, his father had alluded to everyone working together to have Siena here for him. As though they were working with her in some way. As though, perhaps, they trusted her in some way. At least, enough to bring her here.
For him.
John really wanted to know what the hell was up, and what he had missed out on, but not right now.
Right now...
"Your mother kept her company for a while today," Lucian said, "and I figured she had probably had enough of being alone, and missing out. She can't come downstairs, of course. We wouldn't want our best asset at the moment being photographed with the rest of us, now would we?"
"No, we definitely wouldn't," Siena said.
John still had not found the right words to say.
His father didn't seem to mind. With a clap of his hand to John's shoulder, Lucian gave his son another smile, and a nod.
"Enjoy your evening, son."
Lucian only grinned. "Just open the fucking door."
John gave his father a look, but did as he was told. He slid the keycard through the slot, heard the lock beep, and then the tumblers roll. Pulling the handle down, the door opened easily under his hand.
He expected the room to be dark.
It was lit up.
He expected the room to be empty.
She stood there waiting.
Siena.
"John," Siena greeted with one of her sweet smiles.
He was just... stuck.
Speechless.
Stupid.
Happy.
Awed.
All day, he had listened to whispers from his family about the Calabrese family, and the war raging between their organizations in the city. He heard them call them snakes, and untrustworthy. He listened as they made more plans to get rid of them entirely. There was no love lost between the Marcellos, and the Calabrese organization.
This war was apparently one of the bloodiest, and messiest the city had seen in a long while. There was not one person in John's family who had any issue with saying openly and proudly how wonderful it would be once the Calabrese legacy was gone forever. Not to mention, how great it would be for the Marcellos to be the ones to do it.
Poetic justice after all the history, and bad blood.
And yet...
Here she stood.
In front of him.
Everything his father hated right now. Everything they were working to destroy, and to remove from their lives forever.
Except, his father had alluded to everyone working together to have Siena here for him. As though they were working with her in some way. As though, perhaps, they trusted her in some way. At least, enough to bring her here.
For him.
John really wanted to know what the hell was up, and what he had missed out on, but not right now.
Right now...
"Your mother kept her company for a while today," Lucian said, "and I figured she had probably had enough of being alone, and missing out. She can't come downstairs, of course. We wouldn't want our best asset at the moment being photographed with the rest of us, now would we?"
"No, we definitely wouldn't," Siena said.
John still had not found the right words to say.
His father didn't seem to mind. With a clap of his hand to John's shoulder, Lucian gave his son another smile, and a nod.
"Enjoy your evening, son."
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About the Author:
Bethany-Kris is a Canadian author, lover of much, and mother of four young sons, one cat, and two dogs. A small town in Eastern Canada where she was born and raised is where she has always called home. With her boys under her feet, snuggling cat, barking dogs, and a hubby calling over her shoulder, she is nearly always writing something... when she can find the time.
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