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Title: Hard Trigger
Author: S.L. Hannah
Publisher: AOH Publishing
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: August 28, 2018
Title: Hard Trigger
Author: S.L. Hannah
Publisher: AOH Publishing
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: August 28, 2018
BLURB
βYour motherβs opiates are coming from Jose Herreraβs distribution network.β My pulse races as my stepfather speaks these words. Because taking on the Herreras also means taking on Diego.
Reckless, and hardened by a volatile past, Victoria does not see a future with Diego Herrera as a realistic option. As their childhood friendship ignites, they find themselves on opposite sides of a bloody feud between the two most powerful families in Mexico City. And sheβs a Moreno nowβbrought up to be the secret weapon nobody suspected.
But Victoria canβt deny the attraction. Diegoβs commanding muscles, the coarse, dark hair of his solid chest, that rugged scar above his sensuous lipsβ¦
Loyalty is in the eye of the beholder.
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EXCERPT
My body is spent. I want to feel him release inside of me. I want to collapse on top of him. I want to keep fucking like two animals trying to survive a wilderness that is both beautiful and vicious. Our chests heave in a unison that signals itβs not over, and he starts pumping into meβ¦
Except Iβm not just an animal. I turn my head towards the end table, lean over, and grab his cell phone.
βCall them off.β I shove the phone into his palms. βAll of them. Tell them Iβm not here. That they made a mistake.β
Still pumping into me, he stares at me with widened eyes. βDonβt be fucking crazy. Let me walk you out of here and make everyone believe youβve disappeared. At least for a little while.β
Heβs hitting that spot. That warm and sensitive spot that makes me second-guess every decision and every goal Iβve ever made or had. That makes me want to curl up and be swept away and taken care of, even though Iβve never wanted that to be any part of my long-term planβbecause Iβve seen everything my mother has gained and lost by beingβ¦taken care of.
Diego searches my face for a place to reason. βWhat Iβm offeringβ¦theyβre going to catch up to you eventually. And before you catch up to my uncle again. Heβs the second-in-line to a multinational business. You killed one of his men last night. You almost killed him. You think no one noticed? This would give usβ¦a chance,β he pleads.
Although he doesnβt say it, itβs the same proposal he made on our trip, except without the ring.
I freeze. Iβd be lying if I said I wasnβt tempted. Iβve always been tempted. Heβll never know how many times I ran my finger around the circumference of that diamond band on the nightstand before I drove off, deciding on a different destiny. I knew the moment I stepped in the old Peugeot that Diegoβs ring would forever be imprinted on my finger.
Butβ¦
βI canβt.β
My response makes him choke on whatever he was about to say and roar in frustration. Heβs not the type of man to accept defeat.
His fingers fumble on the phone screen. Awkwardly he holds it against his ear, spitting in Spanish as he does what Iβve asked him to do.
He throws the phone and then locks his forearms around my neck, pulling me closer to him. His cock is still stiff, and it throbs inside of me, reminding me of why weβre even in this position.
Cursing, his lips find mine, biting, absorbing, demanding. And I reciprocate. I have never been unwilling. Our tongues tangle as our bodies rock in unison again.
Except Iβm not just an animal. I turn my head towards the end table, lean over, and grab his cell phone.
βCall them off.β I shove the phone into his palms. βAll of them. Tell them Iβm not here. That they made a mistake.β
Still pumping into me, he stares at me with widened eyes. βDonβt be fucking crazy. Let me walk you out of here and make everyone believe youβve disappeared. At least for a little while.β
Heβs hitting that spot. That warm and sensitive spot that makes me second-guess every decision and every goal Iβve ever made or had. That makes me want to curl up and be swept away and taken care of, even though Iβve never wanted that to be any part of my long-term planβbecause Iβve seen everything my mother has gained and lost by beingβ¦taken care of.
Diego searches my face for a place to reason. βWhat Iβm offeringβ¦theyβre going to catch up to you eventually. And before you catch up to my uncle again. Heβs the second-in-line to a multinational business. You killed one of his men last night. You almost killed him. You think no one noticed? This would give usβ¦a chance,β he pleads.
Although he doesnβt say it, itβs the same proposal he made on our trip, except without the ring.
I freeze. Iβd be lying if I said I wasnβt tempted. Iβve always been tempted. Heβll never know how many times I ran my finger around the circumference of that diamond band on the nightstand before I drove off, deciding on a different destiny. I knew the moment I stepped in the old Peugeot that Diegoβs ring would forever be imprinted on my finger.
Butβ¦
βI canβt.β
My response makes him choke on whatever he was about to say and roar in frustration. Heβs not the type of man to accept defeat.
His fingers fumble on the phone screen. Awkwardly he holds it against his ear, spitting in Spanish as he does what Iβve asked him to do.
He throws the phone and then locks his forearms around my neck, pulling me closer to him. His cock is still stiff, and it throbs inside of me, reminding me of why weβre even in this position.
Cursing, his lips find mine, biting, absorbing, demanding. And I reciprocate. I have never been unwilling. Our tongues tangle as our bodies rock in unison again.
AUTHOR BIO
S.L. Hannah was born in Poland, grew up in Canada, and moved to Southern California to pursue her love of single-engine airplanes. Her latest, Hard Trigger, is a rogue romance that will be published on August 28th, 2018. Visit her online at www.slhannah.com to learn about her other books, to get updates about her new release, and to connect through social media. S.L. Hannah lives in Los Angeles, CA with her husband and garden of succulents. When sheβs not writing fiction, she continues to solve the aviation problems of the world.
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