You Don't Own Me 1 & 2- Box Set: A Bad Boy Mafia Romance (The Russian Don)
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You Don't Own Me 1 & 2- Box Set: A Bad Boy Mafia Romance (The Russian Don)
***Readers around the world have described Zane and Dahlia's story as one of the most loved Mafia romances of 2016.*** Now available in a two book Box Set edition.
The worldwide Amazon Top 100 Bestseller... Intensely passionate story about two people who need something that the other can give. Raw, Intense and beautiful. You won't be able to put your kindle down... * Zane I'm everything a mother prays her daughter will never come across. Manwhore, Mafia boss and ruthless killer. I've never met a woman who could hold my attention longer than it took to satisfy my c**k. Until Dahlia Fury. She alone is different. She walked into my world, the way a lamb strays into the path of a wolf, completely defenseless. She made me hard the moment our eyes locked. I had to have her. But I never imagined taking her would be like popping a powerful drug. One I'd crave over and over. The heat between us is blazing, like nothing I've experienced before, and every time I see her I want to devour her inch by inch. I defined the terms of our arrangement (one month), but each time I brand her, like a damned addict I need another fix ...
Dahlia 'You can do it. It's just a simple Swedish massage,' my friend pleaded. I should have listened to my inner voice. I shouldn't have gone, but I didn't, and ended up in a room alone with the epitome of an Alpha male, a sexy powerful Mafia boss with eyes cold enough to freeze my blood. He took hold of my body in the most shockingly possessive way. He made me lose control. I ran from him as if all the devils in hell were hot on my heels, but he never left my mind.
Then, something unthinkable happens and the cold-hearted predator is the only one who can help. He agrees to help, but ... nothing is for free. Now I roam around his London mansion waiting for him to summon me, touch me, arouse me, and satisfy me. The way only my Russian Man Beast can...
