Series: Chicago Bratva #1
Publication date: October 30th, 2020
Synopsis:
NO ONE TAKES WHAT'S MINE.
The lovely attorney kept a secret from me.
A baby she's been carrying since Valentine's night. The night we were thrown together by the roulette wheel. She never contacted me. Meant to keep me in the dark.
She's about to find out what happens when you cross a bratva boss.
Punishment is in order. Sequestering until the birth.
And I'll use that time to win her surrender.
Because I don't just plan to keep the baby--
I plan to make his mother my bride.
And it would be much better for both of us if she were willing.
Available at:
Excerpt
"Don't scream." He barely speaks it. Just a low intonation from the shadowed figure in my armchair.
My heart stutters and thuds painfully when I identify him, one elegant leg crossed over the other, lounging back like he owns the place.
He unfolds his large form from the chair with grace.
"Wh-what are you doing here?" I catch the back of the sofa with my fingertips to steady the swoop of the room. Damn blood volume.
He doesn't answer, just saunters toward me with a devilish smirk in place. Like he knows everything that's about to happen and enjoys that I don't.
Damn Russian.
"I came to get what's mine." He advances slowly.
The floor stops tilting enough for me to take my hand away from the couch and jab it into the purse still slung over my shoulder to find my phone. I might be able to call 911--
Ravil catches my wrist and takes the phone away, pocketing it.
Or not.
He divests me of the purse, which he drops on the floor by the satchel.
If he looked angry, if his touch had hurt me, I'm sure I would have screamed. At least, that's what I tell myself.
In reality, I'm trapped in his azure gaze, memories of how he commanded my body so masterfully the last time we were together flooding back.
I find indulgence in his eyes... not rage. Only a hint of danger.
I put a hand protectively over my belly and take a step backward toward the hall.
He catches my wrist again and pulls me back. Places a palm back on the sofa. "I liked you where you were, kotyonok."
Kotyonok. His pet name for me.
Kitten.
He picks up my other hand and puts it on the back of the sofa, and I have no doubt why he enjoyed this position. I'm perfectly presented for a spanking. He presses down on the backs of both hands, his body crowding mine from behind. "Don't. Move," he murmurs against my ear.
I instantly rebel, pulling one hand up and away.
"Hmmm." He's patient. He catches my hand and pins it down again. "No safe word for you this, time, kitten. But I'll be gentle."
He bands one arm around my waist and splays his hand over my growing belly. "You shouldn't have kept this from me."
READ THE FIRST CHAPTER: http://reneeroseromance.com/the-director-chapter-one
About the Author:
USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR RENEE ROSE loves a dominant, dirty-talking alpha hero! She's sold over a half million copies of steamy romance with varying levels of kink. Her books have been featured in USA Today's Happily Ever After and Popsugar. Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, she has also won Spunky and Sassy's Favorite Sci-Fi and Anthology author, and The Romance Reviews Best Historical Romance. She's hit the USA Today list seven times with various anthologies.
Sign up to receive a FREE ebook: https://subscribepage.com/alphastemp
Hosted by:
