| Author: | Eliza Stout | ISBN: | 1230000230100 |
| Publisher: | Eliza Stout | Publication: | April 1, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Eliza Stout |
| ISBN: | 1230000230100 |
| Publisher: | Eliza Stout |
| Publication: | April 1, 2014 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Tara has trouble coming to grips with the fact she has to share the handsome and charming Anthony DiSorrento.
When Tony ends up getting himself in trouble with the mob and having to go into hiding, her wish of having him all to herself may finally come into fruition.
The only problem is that doing so will require them to leave everything behind in an effort to stay one step ahead of the danger.
Will this love affair finally be the end of her?
This is the fifth and final part of the "My Mafioso Boyfriend" series.
WARNING: This story contains exhilaratingly sexy & graphic scenes. It is intended for mature audiences only!
Excerpt:
“You packed?” he asked, finally stopping to look me over.
“I’m almost finished.”
“That’s going to have to be good enough. Come on, get your stuff and let’s go.”
“But Tony… what’s going on? You’re scaring me…”
“We’re running off. Me and you, together. Somewhere new. How about somewhere sunny… like Florida. It’ll be just me and you and we can make our own little paradise there.”
My heart and spirits lifted at the words coming out of his mouth. This is what I wanted, after all. Him. All to myself. For the moment it was enough to assuage the panicky feeling that was beginning to creep over me. “I have just a few more things to grab.”
“No, no. Take what you’ve got and let’s go. We can’t be wasting time around here”
Whatever warm and sparkly feelings I was having at the thought of running away and having Tony all to myself for the rest of my life vanished pretty quickly when I picked up on the urgency in his voice again. Something wasn’t right. I made an abrupt little quick nod of the head and ran to my room. I shut the top of the suitcase down onto all of the clothes and random stuff piled into it, putting my weight on top to smash it down until it latched shut again, and then lugged it into the living room where Tony was waiting by the door with his keys in hand.
When I strode up next to him with the weight of the suitcase pulling my arm and shoulders towards the ground he grabbed me by the chin and kissed me long and hard. Before I had time to say anything he was ushering me out the door, and then down the stairwell and out into the street. He threw open the trunk to his black Mercedes – the one he had been driving when I first met him – and took my suitcase from me, hefting it up into the trunk and laying it down on top of his that was already inside.
Tara has trouble coming to grips with the fact she has to share the handsome and charming Anthony DiSorrento.
When Tony ends up getting himself in trouble with the mob and having to go into hiding, her wish of having him all to herself may finally come into fruition.
The only problem is that doing so will require them to leave everything behind in an effort to stay one step ahead of the danger.
Will this love affair finally be the end of her?
This is the fifth and final part of the "My Mafioso Boyfriend" series.
WARNING: This story contains exhilaratingly sexy & graphic scenes. It is intended for mature audiences only!
Excerpt:
“You packed?” he asked, finally stopping to look me over.
“I’m almost finished.”
“That’s going to have to be good enough. Come on, get your stuff and let’s go.”
“But Tony… what’s going on? You’re scaring me…”
“We’re running off. Me and you, together. Somewhere new. How about somewhere sunny… like Florida. It’ll be just me and you and we can make our own little paradise there.”
My heart and spirits lifted at the words coming out of his mouth. This is what I wanted, after all. Him. All to myself. For the moment it was enough to assuage the panicky feeling that was beginning to creep over me. “I have just a few more things to grab.”
“No, no. Take what you’ve got and let’s go. We can’t be wasting time around here”
Whatever warm and sparkly feelings I was having at the thought of running away and having Tony all to myself for the rest of my life vanished pretty quickly when I picked up on the urgency in his voice again. Something wasn’t right. I made an abrupt little quick nod of the head and ran to my room. I shut the top of the suitcase down onto all of the clothes and random stuff piled into it, putting my weight on top to smash it down until it latched shut again, and then lugged it into the living room where Tony was waiting by the door with his keys in hand.
When I strode up next to him with the weight of the suitcase pulling my arm and shoulders towards the ground he grabbed me by the chin and kissed me long and hard. Before I had time to say anything he was ushering me out the door, and then down the stairwell and out into the street. He threw open the trunk to his black Mercedes – the one he had been driving when I first met him – and took my suitcase from me, hefting it up into the trunk and laying it down on top of his that was already inside.
