Guess what’s LIVE!!!!! Bennett Mafia by Tijan. This is a must read for all mafia lovers. It will keep you on the edge of your seat and will keep those pages turning!
Author: Tijan
Release Date: March 4, 2019
SUMMARY
There were always whispers about my roommate at Hillcrest Academy.
The wealthiest of the wealthy sent their kids to our boarding school, and Brooke Bennett had been at the top, though I never quite knew why. She was fun and outgoing, but she kept quiet about her family. The only things she showed me were photographs of her brothers.
I became fascinated with her second-oldest brother. Kai Bennett.
He was the most of them all. Smoldering. Hypnotic. Alluring.
Kai had eyes that pulled me in and a face that haunted my dreams.
Then I met him.
He came to our school with their father, and that’s when I learned what kind of family Brooke came from. They were mafia, and Brooke’s oldest brother was dead. Her father said accident, but Brooke said murder.
Three months later, her father died, and Kai became the head of the Bennett Family. Brooke left Hillcrest for good, and that was the last time I saw her.
Fourteen years later, I’m staring at her face on the television. Brooke is missing.
Two days later, Kai Bennett kidnaps me.
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MY REVIEW
This book is everything I wanted and more! It
is dark and gritty with twists and turns that will get your heart-pumping. It
also has a resilient and kickass heroine that knows how to take care of
herself. Not to mention one badass mafia man that will get the blood pumping in
your veins.
Bennett Mafia by Tijan is dark and gritty but
also emotional. There was balance in the dark and the light much like Kai and
Riley. I loved the contrast and how both characters stay true to who they are.
This book is thrilling and exciting. It also
has a little bit of mystery peppered in which will keep you on your toes.
Riley’s character is no dainty miss. She is
smart, sassy and has a lot of fight.
Kai, be still my heart! Kai is powerful, cold
and calculating but is also SO much more!
Tijan has dropped another gripping and engaging
read to her arsenal. You don’t want to miss this one!
I received an ARC of this book. All thoughts
and opinions are my own.
EXCERPT
I woke in a bed with the softest sheets I’d
ever felt, and drool. So much drool.
It took a second for me to catch up, but once I
did, I bolted upright with a gasp.
It was pitch-black outside.
Glass doors. The same modern bedroom with an
entire apartment just beyond the doorway and the soft glow of a light on in the
other room.
I was in Kai Bennett’s room, in his bed.
Could I close my eyes, go back to sleep, and
wake up in Oz? Was that an option? I’d take it in a second if so.
The sound of a page turning came from the next
room. Then I heard a chair push back.
Soft footsteps came until he stood in the
doorway.
The light was on behind him, casting him in
full shadow, so I couldn’t see any details except his very trim and toned
silhouette.
Why’d someone so evil have to be that good
looking?
“Why’d you take me?” I shifted to a sitting
position, pulling the sheets around me and noting that I was in a different
shirt and wore boxer briefs over my underwear. He’d changed my clothes.
That was low on the list of problems, but…
“Where are my clothes?”
He let out a soft and tired-sounding sigh. “You
stumbled going into your room and hit your head. My brother didn’t notice the
blood trickling down your back, but my guards did. They alerted me.” He nodded.
“Your clothes were bloody. They had to be changed.”
Now that he mentioned it, my head was pounding.
I touched the back of my head and hissed,
feeling a large bruise. The fact that I hadn’t noticed that spoke volumes. I
was too consumed by everything else.
And speaking of that, on to my second question.
“What do you know about 411?”
He answered without hesitation, crossing his
arms over his chest and propping one shoulder against the doorframe. “I know
they helped hide you and your mother. I know they’re relatively new, but
they’re effective. They have heavy funders backing them, and I know they set up
one man for murder, who is now in prison. I know your employers might mean well
right now, but they are dangerous.”
I blinked a few times, taking that in.
I winced on the inside when he mentioned the
frame job. That had been an operative who went rogue, but no one fought to
defend the guy.
I scowled. “He tried to murder his wife.”
“But he didn’t.”
I snorted. “You’re sticking up for the one
slightly innocent monster? You?”
Watch your tone, Riley. You forget who you’re
talking to.
I could hear my mother’s voice admonishing me,
and I bit my lip as soon as the words were out. It was too late, though. I
waited, watching to see if this infamous murdering monster would come toward me
now.
He didn’t move, just murmured, “You are not a
good enough fighter to speak like that to me.”
That same shiver went up my back. There was a
deadly warning in there too.
I swallowed over a lump. “I’m sorry.”
But was I? Was I really?
He had murdered. Cord. His father. Brooke?
I frowned. “You’re looking for Brooke? That’s
why you kidnapped me?”
“Among other reasons, yes.” He lifted his head
again, straightening from the doorframe and taking a step toward me. Just one
step—enough to be imposing, slightly intimidating, but still giving me space to
breathe so I didn’t scare away.
He was so measured, so calculating.
“My sister contacted you the day before
yesterday. I want to know where she is.”
All the oxygen left the room, and my head
started spinning again. “You think—what?
No.”
“Yes.” His voice was hard now. Gone was the
subtlety. “Brooke asked me to keep tabs on you. She cares about you. You work
for a network that specializes in helping people disappear, and I know she was
desperate. She went to you; I know this much.”
He took another step toward me.
I sat up straighter, rolling to my knees and
then to my heels, ready to spring if I needed to.
Another step.
He squatted next to the bed so he was level
with me, and now I could see him. He’d shifted out of the shadows, and I saw
how fierce his eyes were. They blazed with anger and determination.
His perfect lips barely moved as he grated out,
“You will tell me where she is.”
I swallowed again. The lump in my throat had
doubled in size.
He wasn’t going to take no, but I had to try.
“Before I saw your sister on the news, I hadn’t really heard much from her
since you drove her away from Hillcrest. I swear to you that’s the truth.”
His eyes narrowed. “I know you know where she
is, but don’t worry. If you won’t tell me, I know others who will.” He stood
abruptly and went back to the main room.
I scrambled out of bed and padded after him.
I wasn’t prepared for what I saw. I don’t think
anyone could’ve been.
I thought he had been reading a book, maybe
looking over files for his business. I’d been sleeping in his bed, and he was
waiting with a glass of wine beside a fire. Something cozy like that.
I was so wrong.
As I got to the doorway, I saw them, and
someone started screaming.
It was me.
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