BEAST
Author: SC Daiko
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Mafia Romance/Romantic Suspense
Release Date: September 20, 2018
Synopsis
I’ve been sold by my own father to a beast.
Gleb Sokolov is the definition of a savage.
He’s an animal in bed and everywhere else.
A notorious Russian mobster, badass personified.
And my father just sold me to him, to pay off a debt.
But there’s something Gleb doesn’t know… we have a son,
and I’ll do anything to keep him from finding out.
Eva Petrenko.
Sassy, secretive, trouble with a capital T.
She drives me fucking insane.
Except, when her father offers her to me, I find I can’t resist.
She belongs with me, even if she refuses to believe it.
Eva hates me, but I’ll go to the ends of the earth to protect her.
Problem is, Eva’s father isn’t the only one with debts…
and mine are the kind I’ll need to pay with my own blood.
Excerpt
Without warning, my head starts to spin.
Shit, I shouldn’t have drunk that cocktail so fast. I can’t see any signs
indicating the bathroom. Maybe I can escape for a few minutes behind one of
these doors? I’m not that desperate to pee, just need somewhere peaceful to sit
and wait for my brain to clear.
I step into an office unlike any I’ve
been in before. Ritzy, with an executive desk in the center that’s the size of
my bed at home. My eyes are immediately drawn to a stack of banknotes on top of
the shiny surface. I tiptoe across the room.
Wow, it’s a pile of one-hundred-dollar
bills.
I pick one up to examine it.
Surely these can’t be real?
“What the fuck are you doing in here?” a
baritone voice booms.
The air around me compresses, and I spin
around.
A man in a tux is standing in the
doorway, piercing blue eyes glowering at me. He’s so big his shoulders nearly
meet the doorjambs.
And he’s drawn a fucking gun on me!
“I was looking for the bathroom.” I drop
the money back onto the table, my heartbeat thudding in my ears.
Blue Eyes paces up to me, holsters his
firearm and grabs my wrist. “Who sent you to snoop?” His English is good, but I
detect a familiar intonation. “Was it Vadim Rayt?” he adds.
“No one sent me,” I blurt out in
Russian. “I’m telling the truth.”
I try to squirm out of Blue Eyes’ hold,
but he pulls me against his rock-hard chest, towering above me and invading my
senses with his spicy sandalwood cologne.
“Let me go.” I struggle and aim a kick
at his shin.
His laugh is scornful. “Not before you
give me a better explanation.”
I bite my bottom lip, trying to come up
with something. “I just needed some time out.”
“Time out? You’ve got to be kidding. The
only women who come in here on their own are hookers. High-class hookers who
bribe the doorman.” His gaze roves over my body. “Either you’re a whore or a
spy. Which one is it?”
An idea occurs to me. How I can get out
of this situation. “I’m a hooker,” my voice purrs.
I can’t believe the words coming out of
my mouth. I’ve never been so blatant… like ever. But desperate times call for
desperate measures. Once I’ve gotten his pants down around his legs I’ll make a
run for it. I reach for his belt buckle with my free hand.
With a groan he lets go my wrist and
pushes me to my knees. “You better be good.”
I’ve never given a blow-job in my life.
It wasn’t something I felt I could offer my ex, the only boyfriend I’ve ever
had.
But I’m not gonna suck Blue Eyes off, am
I?
This is only a means to an end.
I pull down his suit pants, and he
releases his monster cock himself. Oh. My. God. There’s a ring-style piercing
at the tip. Is that what they call a Prince Albert? I stare at it, fascinated.
“Like what you see, Kotenok?”
Somehow, I don’t mind being called
kitten by him.
Mistake, Eva.
Big mistake.
Focus on the task at hand… You need to
get out of here.
I jump to my feet and prepare to run.
But he grabs me by the hair, yanking me
against him. “Oh, yes, you are good, little slut. But not as good as you think
you are. Time you learned a lesson.”
He steps out of his pants and drags me
over to his executive chair.
“What are you doing?” I yelp.
“Punishing you for attempting a fast
one. I’m going to spank your ass.”
“And then you’ll let me go.” It’s more a
statement than a question.
“One step at a time, Kitten. First, I
will punish you… then we negotiate.”
MEET
THE AUTHOR
SC Daiko, aka Siobhan (pronounced Shivawn), is an award-winning, international bestselling contemporary romance author. Originally from the UK, she now lives in Italy with her husband and two cats
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