Do I wish I’d done things differently? Sometimes. Do I wish I’d never done it at all? No motherfuckin’ way.
Broken Beauty, a haunting and seductive dark mafia romance from bestselling author Honey Palomino is available now!
A business betrayal. A haunting bouquet. And the most irrational decision I’ve ever made in my life.
It was the perfect cocktail of chaos.
Now, I’m stuck with a hostage that is equal parts sexy and fiery.
Charming her is probably out of the question, considering the hatred that flashes in her emerald eyes every time she looks at me.
Seducing her may just be the only way to keep the peace until I can figure out exactly what to do with her.
If we don’t kill each other first.
Renee’s Five Star Review I received a copy of this book from the publisher/author to review for Stephanie’s Book Reports.This is a dark mafia romance. You will want to heed the warnings in the beginning of the book. It might contain triggers for some readers.
This is the story of Sario and Ella It is a book filled with twists and turns. Secrets and lies. And, revenge. Sario is betrayed he realizes when a business deal goes horribly wrong. When he confronts Vinnie and rejects everything he officer he is suddenly assaulted by memories of his dead wife when he smells Beauty. What is Beauty you may wonder. Well I really probably shouldn’t tell you and let you experience that little gem for yourself. When his dead wife’s scent suddenly fills the room he finds himself asking Vinnie to take her to make up for his betrayal. Poor Ella!! She’s just doing her job one minute and the next her life is turned completely upside down. She is a beauty with one heck of a foul mouth and is going to fight Sario at every turn. He is a man on a mission and he will give away nothing to Ella about why he had taken her or when she will be set free. He has her one his secluded island and hasn’t got a clue what he is going to do with her and she is so feisty he is hoping that seducing Ella will calm her wild ways. Ella won’t go down easy either. Her plots to get rid of him and back to her life are many but he slowly begins to break down her walls even if he is hiding something from her. Something that will haunt her for the rest of her life. I can’t really tell you more than that because this book is just crazy in the best way possible. So much has happened and the twists in this book are mind blowing at time. I have never read a Honey Palomino book before and I really enjoyed this book so I am sure it will not be the last book of hers that I read.
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Trailing after her, my eyes raked over her lithe body with an unexpected hunger that roared through my veins. She was petite. Young. Fit. Very attractive. Her narrow shoulders were stoic and solid, her waist swelling out into curvy hips, her tight round ass swaying with every step as she walked around the table and looked everywhere but at me. Deftly, she completely ignored the heat of my gaze that followed her every move, but it was impossible not to feel the cord of energy that flowed between us. The silence in the room grew a life of its own as Vinnie and his boys awaited my answer. The elephant in the room being that I would take my anger out on Vinnie himself, of course. I’m sure everyone expected me to draw my pistol and take his head off, settle this like the intolerable, ruthless men that everyone else believed we were. The tension was not surprising. Drifting around the room, the only thing moving now was the girl, filling water glasses like it was the most normal thing in the world, as if the life of every soul in the room didn’t hang in the balance of my decision. As if her very smell had not just rocked my world. She drew closer again and something in me snapped, like a bridge that had taken on too much weight. Maybe it was stress. Maybe it was years and years of unprocessed grief. Maybe it was overreaching, or lashing out, or maybe, just maybe — it was some kind of perverted toxic masculinity bullshit masquerading as some kind of wishful thinking. Maybe I wanted a miracle. Maybe I’d gone insane, once and for all. Maybe it truly was the scent of Beauty that sent me careening over the edge of sanity. Whatever it was, what I did next changed everything forever. Do I wish I’d done things differently? Sometimes. Do I wish I’d never done it at all? No motherfuckin’ way.Connect with Honey Palomino Amazon: https://amzn.to/3uWUcfu Sign up for Honey Palomino’s newsletter: goo.gl/forms/LiStOjAsPro8Ycx73 Facebook: https://bit.ly/3FtCipu Instagram: https://bit.ly/3W8Cj9C
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