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Framed
and imprisoned at eighteen, six years later Santiago “Santo”
Valentine is not the frightened teen he once was. Taught by Master
Salvatore Moretti, and with walking papers in hand, Santo is
determined to turn the family name around and distance it from the
drugs and prostitution his father’s legacy is built on.
Santo
seeks revenge on his father, the man who framed him, and the
whereabouts of his younger brother, Luca.
When
he finds him, in the worst place a child could ever be—a children’s
home simply known as “The Pound,” where unwanted children
disappear—Luca has a friend he refuses to leave behind.
At
the first sight of Ezra’s brilliant, ice-blue eyes, something
shifts in Santo, and he knows he has to help this boy, too.
Ezra,
dumped at The Pound when he was barely eleven years old, takes one
look at Santo and knows his heart is lost. He also knows he has no
chance with him. He might be seventeen, but he’s nothing more than
Santo’s little brother’s best friend.
After
a massive error in judgment, Ezra runs, obliterating all trace of
him.
Santo,
sent to investigate a dancer for his club six years later, crosses
paths with Ezra. Santo’s reckless behavior shocks them both and
leaves them stumbling to trust their hearts.
***
This
is a gay romance with BDSM scenes and lots of men-on-men action.
Due
to sexual content, it is advised that readers are 18 and over.
Excerpt
One
Dressed
in black leather pants and a skintight, black T-shirt, I wait in my
car for the right moment. An hour passes as I watch members of my
father’s gang arrive at his club. As I count the last man in, I
send the message out to my men.
As
I walk up to the doorman, the man nods and slinks away. Joel and
Mickey stride down the dark corridor leading to the club’s back
room, which my father uses to sign the papers for the massive drugs
deal he thinks he made. I find myself looking around a place that,
even after all these years, is so familiar. I hear the voices of
patrons in the bar, the clink of glasses, and the thwack of a cue
hitting a ball on a pool table. As a child, this was my home; every
day, I would be here after school, doing my homework in the company
of prostitutes, crooks, thieves, and murderers. Now, everyone in
there is oblivious of what is about to go down.
Joel
knocks the door three times, pausing before knocking again. When the
door opens, I see a pair of eyes I haven’t seen in a very long
time. My cousin Arlo steps back to allow Joel and Mickey entry. I
follow them and see the look on Arlo’s face. Confusion, as he tries
to place me, changes to shock when he recognizes me. Gabriel and
Manny follow me, and we spread out, facing the men sitting around the
large, alcohol-laden table. The room is thick with cigar smoke.
There
he is, a much fatter and more grotesque man than the one who sent me
to prison. He seems startled and fidgets in his chair, his mouth
opening and closing like a gaping fish.
“Not
expecting to see me tonight?” I ask as he tries to gain his
composure. I look at the men and send a silent signal to the ones who
have joined me.
“What
the fuck are you doing here?” He scans the room as men stand from
the table and the perimeter of the room.
I
stay silent as he attempts to work out what is going on. “I don’t
know what the fuck you’re doing out of prison, let alone why you’re
standing here. I don’t have time for you. I’m busy, so fuck off
and don’t come here again.”
“You
waiting on someone? Someone to do a bit of business with? Someone you
met in Vegas? Is that why you’re here tonight? I believe you
brought some girls in for entertainment, too. Still dabbling in
prostitution, or is it human trafficking now? Along with the drugs,
you must be worth a bit now.”
“What
the fuck are you talking about? Fuck off, Santiago; you’re not man
enough to play with the big boys. Take your pretend hard men with you
and get the fuck out of here.” He pushes himself up to stand as he
waves an arm in the direction of the door.
“Oh
dear, I was hoping this was going to be easy. Now, listen to me.
You’re done here. Your time is up. I’m back and I’m taking
what’s mine. I’m taking what you made sure I couldn’t have when
you set me up to save your own ass. I know it was you who planted me
in that girl’s apartment. I also know it was you who raped her,
then beat her so hard she almost died. I know it was you who called
the cops. And I know there’s only two ways you’re getting out of
here.”
Observing
the room, I know I have the backing of all but a few here. I notice
Arlo going for his gun. “Don’t even think about it, little
cousin. You will be dead before you can take aim.” Manny reaches
inside his coat and has his gun out faster than you can blink, aiming
at Arlo’s head.
“What’s
it gonna be, Pops?” I watch him snarl and turn purple with rage. “A
body bag or handcuffs? Which way will be less painful for you?”
Excerpt
Two
We
walk into the busy diner, where Marcie, one of the waitresses, smiles
when she sees me.
“Hi,
Zee, be with you in two.” She runs her eyes over Santo and raises
her brow at me.
“They
know you here?” Santo leans over to mutter in my ear.
Then
Marcie comes over to us. “Just the two of you, hon? Or are the
others coming later?”
“No,
it’s just us, thanks.” I follow her and feel Santo close behind
me.
We
are seated in a booth at the back of the room; it’s quiet and
semi-private. I order a sparkling water and Santo a coffee. Then I
sit back and wait for him to talk. He mirrors me and stares. I refuse
to squirm under his glare, but the sub in me wants to surrender.
“Why
did you do it, Ezra?” His low voice pierces me.
“Self-preservation,
Santo. I needed to get away from you.” I sigh.
“I
don’t understand. What did I do wrong? I gave you everything you
wanted.” He shakes his head.
“I
know, but I wanted more. I wanted you.” I watch, waiting for a
response.
“Ezra…”
His eyes soften. “I know you did. Luca told me.”
“Of
course, you did.” I sigh, feeling like a dick, “It wasn’t
something I was ever going to do anything about. I mean, you were
always busy. You had to get the club up and running. You had your
brother to reconnect with. I was just Luca’s friend.” I stop as
the server brings over our drinks and takes our food order. Santo’s
eyes widen when I order a burger with everything. Then a genuine
smile brightens his handsome face.
“Good
to know you’ve still got a big appetite.”
“Yeah,
well, I burn a lot of calories. And as you remember, I spent a long
time hungry.”
“I
wish you’d told me, Ez.” He gets back to the subject of my
obsession.
“Why?
You wouldn’t have done anything. I was still a kid. C’mon, Santo,
we’re both adults now. There’s no way you would’ve touched me,
even if I’d begged. And then, after that bastard in the club… I
couldn’t face you. I was too ashamed.”
“Oh,
Ezra, I’m sorry. Luca was devastated. He was angry with me for a
long time. He misses you, even after all these years.”
My
eyes flood. I locked my feelings away for so long, never allowing
myself to look back; it hurt too much.
“I’m
sorry, Ezra. I didn’t mean to upset you. I never expected to see
you again. I’m here looking at a club I might buy. I was told to
come and check out the best club dancer ever, that I needed to get
him to come and work for me.” He shakes his head, smiling ruefully.
“I never expected it to be you.”
“Have
you told Luca you’ve seen me?”
“No.
I didn’t know if you would want me to.”
“I
don’t know. If he missed me so much, I thought it would’ve been
the first thing you did. I’m guessing you’re not going to offer
me the job, so I don’t really see the point of him knowing. You’re
going to leave here, and that will be the end of it. We won’t see
each other again.”
Our
food arrives, and I tuck in, not really expecting him to answer.
“Would
you consider it, if I offered you the head dancer position?” Santo
picks up his fork and starts on his burger, too.
“No.
I told you, I’m happy here.” I’m not going to tell him my
feelings for him haven’t changed, but he looks at me shrewdly.
“Is
it because of how you felt about me?”
“It’s
because my feelings for you, after all these years, are still the
same.” I look down at my food and then back up at him, gulping at
the intense look in his eyes as he locks onto mine. “I need to go.”
Dragging a twenty-dollar bill from my pocket, I drop it on the table.
I daren’t look at him as I slide out of the booth.
As
I walk across the parking lot, a hand grabs me, spinning me around.
Santo’s eyes blaze, with what? Fury? Frustration? Hatred?
Then
his mouth hits mine as his hands grip my arms. He groans as his
tongue slides over the seam of my lips. His teeth nip, and I gasp. As
my lips part, his tongue delves inside my mouth, licking everywhere.
My teeth, gums, and the roof of my mouth are stroked. Then, as he
slides his tongue over mine, I get the full flavor of the man I’ve
only ever dreamed about.
I
moan, and my body relaxes into his, letting him take what he wants as
he growls, then bites on my top lip, tugging it hard. He towers over
me, and his heavy, throbbing, meaty cock presses against my stomach.
“Get
off me.” I push him away. Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand,
I glower.
“Let’s
go,” he snarls and grasps my hand tightly in his, dragging me
towards his car.
“Wait!”
I try and stop him, but he’s too strong. “What the fuck is going
on, Santo?”
Slamming
to a halt, he faces me, our chests close enough to touch as he leans
down.
“You!
You are the sexiest fucking thing I’ve seen in a fucking long time.
I need to have you stripped and bound and ready for me. I’m going
to fuck you so damn hard!” He pants, his eyes pits of fire again.
“Hey!
I don’t fucking think so! I’m not your sub. You’re not tying me
to anything, you asshole!”
“Ezra
don’t mess with me. You were fucking made for me. Come on.” He
releases my hand and cups my face. “Please, Ezra. Please, come with
me.”
“Where?”
I tremble under his touch, the quiver in my throat apparent as I
speak.
“My
hotel.” His tongue dampens his lips as he leans in even closer, his
forehead up to mine. “Please?”
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