Sicilian Mafia Series by Jaimie Roberts, Kellie Dennis

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be held hostage by an Italian stallion? My name is Clara, and I am part-owner of a brothel called “The Castle.” My empire is my home which I’ve worked hard to build a life from. A future. But one day, the infamous Luca Belatoni stepped into my office and demanded that I pay him protection money. Of course, I refused. Of course, he wouldn’t take no for an answer. Now he is in my castle—holding me hostage... moreHave you ever wondered what it would be like to be held hostage by an Italian stallion? My name is Clara, and I am part-owner of a brothel called “The Castle.” My empire is my home which I’ve worked hard to build a life from. A future. But one day, the infamous Luca Belatoni stepped into my office and demanded that I pay him protection money. Of course, I refused. Of course, he wouldn’t take no for an answer. Now he is in my castle—holding me hostage. Trying to control my mind in business and my body in bed. Neither of which I will allow. No matter how much his caramel eyes and Italian words of love puncture my hardened heart. So, being the hostage of an Italian stallion pretty much sucks. Because this man is a force to be reckoned with. And while I am not frightened for my life, I am definitely frightened for my heart. If you don’t like dominating, overbearing arseholes, please do not read. If you don’t like jealous and possessive men, please do not read.If you do like all of the above, then please read. less

Murderous thoughts. Those are what I had once Isabella walked through the door and revealed to me who she was. I needed an escape. An escape from my thoughts, an escape from the hurt, and an escape from ... him. I was a broken woman, but I was never going to break my resolve. I grew up being a fighter because I had to. No man could ever bring me down... Not even Luca. But, I had to admit, I never thought my heart would break as much as it did that day... moreMurderous thoughts. Those are what I had once Isabella walked through the door and revealed to me who she was. I needed an escape. An escape from my thoughts, an escape from the hurt, and an escape from ... him. I was a broken woman, but I was never going to break my resolve. I grew up being a fighter because I had to. No man could ever bring me down... Not even Luca. But, I had to admit, I never thought my heart would break as much as it did that day. Of course, I fled, but I was a fool to think he would ever let me go. He always told me I was his ... no matter what the cost. He was determined to keep me—regardless of the lengths he had to go to reach his goal. He was like a moth to my flame, a tattoo carved into my heart. I could never escape his pull. I may have evaded him, but I knew it would just be a matter of time. Once he inevitably caught up with me, there would be no going back. However, no matter what I had expected—or even imagined—absolutely nothing could have prepared either of us for what happened next... less