“I never thought it would go this far… that a man with such terrible secrets would steal my heart and make me want him so much, when his life of danger and lies should have made me want nothing more than to turn and run. I understood him, you see. I knew that beneath all of that money and power, and yes… violence, was a man in desperate need of love. So desperate that he took from me something I wasn’t ready to give: my future.”
Brielle Dalton thought the few months in Vegas she needed to finish her dissertation would also be a chance to have some fun before ‘real life’ took over. But she never counted on meeting Cristos Vicario, the irresistible but troubled owner of the Adagio casino. The attraction was instant and all-consuming, but in the beginning neither knew that their lives had crossed before, and the result had been nothing short of tragedy. By the time Brielle discovers who Cristos really is, and what he has done in a reckless attempt to keep her, it’s too late. She’s already in too deep.
In DeeperI took another deep breath. “Whatever it is, you can tell me, Criss.”He looked over at me, and I could see the pain and confusion in his eyes for the first time, plain as day. It gutted me.“No, I can’t, Brie. It’s not just that I don’t want to. It’s dangerous, and the less anyone but me knows, the better. Can you understand that?” He was watching me closely again, like he had last night, as if he was looking for even the slightest reaction.
I sat back a little, stunned, but not really surprised. I had guessed a long time ago that he might be tangled up in some sort of questionable activities, but dangerous? For the life of me I couldn’t imagine what he could be involved in that had him this uptight. The mob? A loan shark? No, he had too much money to owe anyone anything. Drugs? I’d never seen him use any, or seen any signs that he ever had… and… well, I just couldn’t think of anything else.“Okay… What do you want then? Do you want us to be over?” I knew I should be running in the other direction as fast as I could right now, but instead every single cell in my body was hoping he’d say no.“No, Brie.”Thank god. I think.I took a deep breath. “Why would you think I was out to get you? Why would I be spying on you? I never even knew who you were until Lexi told me.”“I just… I’ve been burned before, that’s all. And I never saw it coming.”“I see.”“Look… I know it’s wrong and I know that when all is said and done you’ll probably end up hating me, but no. I couldn’t stand for us to be over. It would kill me.”“Then that’s all I need to hear, for now anyway. Just promise me that when you can tell me things, you will.”He nodded, but his eyes shifted away from mine. He might never tell me, but for right now, I’d take what I could get. And what I wanted most in that moment was to hold him and touch him and breathe in the warm scent of his skin. If it wasn’t love that I felt for this man, it was getting awfully close. The question remained though, if I ever got to know the part of him he was hiding from me, would I feel the same?“Take me back to your place, please, Criss.”He looked over at me, then picked up my hand and squeezed it. “Thank you, for understanding. It’s more than I should ask of you.” He gave me a sad smile and then started the car, shifting into gear and pulling away from the curb. This time, the ride was much calmer.We went straight up to the penthouse and he took off all of his clothes, then undressed me slowly, pausing to kiss each part of my body as he uncovered it.All but my lips.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Hello everyone! Let me introduce myself. Though I used to work in Boston in the biotech industry, I’m now loving life on a small farm in New England where my husband and I are raising our three children and lots of animals. Between taking care of chickens and goats and shuttling the kids to dance class and piano lessons, I find the time to pursue my own interest: writing. I relish creating stories and bringing my characters to life on the written page, and each book is a labor of love.
I’m passionate about the romance genre because of the emotional journey a well-written novel can take the reader on, and my goal with each of my books is to do the same for my readers. I would love to hear from you at kellamckinnon.com, or firstname.lastname@example.org.