Fast, Incendiary Burns are not just for F1
Empire of Seduction is out TODAY
My friend, Mila Finelli aka Joanna Shupe, has a new book out today, and I got to read an early copy. It his hot, hot, HOT! Hotter than the East Coast right now. Seriously. You know that if you’ve been reading Mila’s books from the beginning. But you can start here and go back if that’s your journey.
Like I said, the book is HOT, starting with the cover:
Link: https://books2read.com/u/4NnGj8
Tropes:
�� Dark Mafia
�� Enemies-to-Lovers
�� Morally Grey MMC
�� Badass FMC
�� One-Night Stand
�� Age Gap
�� Lots of Wine
Maggie
I’ve made a terrible mistake.
I just needed a small break from running the family winery with my brother, a few days of fun for
myself.
So I went on a weekend trip and slept with a gorgeous stranger. Happens all the time, no big deal.
Except now I learn this stranger is a mob boss.
And worse, this mafioso has won my family's winery from my brother in a poker game.
This can’t be happening. I won’t allow it.
Vito D’Agostino may be smart and powerful and super hot, but he’s no match for me.
Vito
When I met Maggie Fiorentino I thought she was cute. A woman up for anything, no strings
attached. We didn’t even exchange more than our first names during our one and only night
together.
I certainly never planned to see her again.
But fate has thrown me into her path once more, our futures destined to be entwined.
I want her winery. And I want her.
One thing to know about me? I always get what I want.
Small Excerpt:
I held her hand. Partly because I needed to touch her as we walked to the cottage, but also because I worried that she might bolt on me.
Hopefully she would set aside our issues for tonight. I was happy to discuss everything, but later. Much later. After I had her juices drying on my face and more of my c*me seeping out of her p*ssy.
She didn’t speak, merely walked beside me, and I was too afraid to ruin the moment with conversation. The cool night sky surrounded us, stars twinkling overhead, and it was peaceful.
“Were you planning on sleeping with that bridesmaid tonight?” she asked.
“Of course not.” I glanced over at her. “Did you not believe me when I said I’ve been obsessed with f*cking you?”
“I didn’t hear you say obsessed, but that’s a relief.”
The cottage came into view, thank f*ck. Just a few more minutes and I would have her naked beneath me once again. “Were you planning on f*cking Carlo?”
“Vito!” She elbowed me. “No, I wasn’t. Jeez.”
“No? Because I saw the way you were looking at him and the way he rubbed your back. Holding your hand.” My lip curled, the simmering anger rising to the surface once more. “I should send his a** back to Italia.”
“Hey, it was your brilliant idea to bring him here. Don’t blame me.”
That sassy mouth. Even after I f*cked her into submission, she still fights with me. So why was I close to cracking a smile?
I tugged her closer and wrapped my arm around her shoulders. “I can’t believe you cut my tie.” I pressed a kiss to the side of her head. “Mia diavoletta.”
“You called me that earlier. What does it mean?”
“My little devil.”
“That’s not very nice,” she said primly.
I smirked as we went up the stairs of the deck. “But accurate.”
Opening the door, I held it as she went inside, then I closed us in and turned the lock. The blinds were already shut, so I ordered, “Strip.”
“Wait, what?” She glanced over her shoulder. “I think you should strip first. You’re the one who lied about being married. And who went to a literal strip club today. So, show me what you learned, mafioso.”
Did she think this bothered me, to get naked first?
I tore off the mangled piece of tie and dropped it to the ground. Then I shrugged out of my suit jacket, tossed it on a chair, and toed off my shoes. Maggie lowered herself onto the sofa, her eyes locked on my fingers. I could see the rise and fall of her chest, the way she bit her lip. Many women had appreciated my body, but none of them mattered anymore. I only wanted this woman’s appreciation.
Sono fottuto.
Yes, I was f*cked.