Cara & Gian: The Complete Guzzi Duet
by Bethany-Kris
Publication Date: June 3, 2019
Genres: Adult, Romantic Suspense, Organized Crime, Erotic Romance
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SYNOPSIS
Gian Guzzi’s problems are piling up faster than he knows how to handle them. A murdered grandfather, an unpredictable mafia, and a new boss that threatens both his family’s legacy and his life. He has a duty to the oath he swore. First to la famiglia, and only then to himself.
Duty. Legacy. Love.
Always in that order.
Or that’s how it should be.
With the violent uncertainty that has become constant in his days, Cara Rossi should have been only a distraction for him to enjoy. Until she becomes so much more.
The lies?
Their life?
All this love?
It doesn’t matter how much it entangles together; it’ll still unravel eventually.
And when it does … may God save them all.
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Gian & Cara: The Complete Guzzi Duet features the full-length novels, Unraveled and Entangled.
EXCERPT
“So
…” Bambi said, drawing the word out for much longer than what was necessary.
Awkward.
Finally,
Cara’s mouth decided to play catch-up with her brain, and work. All she managed
to say was a confused, “So.”
Bambi
didn’t look offended over Cara’s lack of response to her presence, never mind
her lack of enthusiasm at conversing like a normal human being. No, if
anything, Bambi looked happier, her smile growing all over again.
And
then Cara had to go and open her mouth to ruin it with, “What exactly are you
doing here?”
Bambi’s
smile vanished instantly, replaced by a hurt dancing over her pretty features.
“I’m sorry. Am I not allowed to visit a friend?”
First,
Bambi had always been more of a friend to Lea than Cara, for the most obvious
reason … being Bambi’s lifestyle. For
lack of a better word, Cara thought.
She
could be brutally honest—Bambi liked her made
men. Mafia men were just her thing. But
the second reason why Bambi should not be knocking on Cara’s door?
Cara
looked at the clock on the wall. “It’s eleven-thirty at night.”
Jesus.
Was it really that late already?
Hadn’t she been talking to her brother that afternoon?
Well,
shit.
Cara
had literally slept her day away. She’d missed another round of classes. An
exam. An assignment that was due. A lecture.
And
she needed groceries.
Fuck.
She
was a mess.
She
didn’t even know how to go about fixing it. Or even if she wanted to.
Bambi
only stared at Cara as though she had suddenly grown a second head in the span
of seconds. “What are you talking about?”
Cara
pointed at the clock. “It’s late.”
“Yeah,
if you’re fifty.”
“I
have school in the morning.”
Bambi
cocked an eyebrow. “Tomorrow is Saturday, and I remember Lea saying once that
you don’t have classes on Saturdays.”
Was
tomorrow Saturday?
What
was happening to her life?
Cara
rubbed a hand over her face. “What do you want?”
“I
was in the neighborhood. I thought you might like to see a familiar face.”
“You
thought wrong.”
Cara
could have softened that blow, but she didn’t have the patience to. Bambi
didn’t seem all that offended. In fact, she looked as though she had expected
that.
“Yeah,
seems I’m not the first person you’ve chased off with your nasty attitude
lately. People talk, and others tend to take notice and listen. I know we’re
not the greatest friends, but your sister looked out for me a lot, and I’d like
to think that Lea would be super pissed at me if I didn’t offer the same to
you.”
Cara
cleared her throat, more uncomfortable than ever. “I’m fine.”
“Well,
that’s a lie.”
“Bambi—”
“You
look like shit just came over and took another
shit on your head.”
Ouch.
“Okay,
that’s enough,” Cara said, grabbing the door to close it in the woman’s face.
“It’s time for you to go.”
“Wait.”
Bambi put her body into the doorway, effectively stopping Cara from closing her
out. “One night, Cara. You can take one night
to get out of this apartment, away from this …” Bambi waved at the darkness
behind Cara. “Whatever this mess is, and do something. Maybe it’ll be fun.
Maybe you won’t have to think for a while. Maybe you’ll even smile. What would
it hurt to try?”
It
could hurt a lot.
“I’m
not even dressed or done up,” Cara said weakly.
Bambi
smiled slyly, gesturing at herself. “That is why you have me.”
“I
can dress and do my own makeup, thanks.”
“And
I will be right here to make sure you actually do it. A new club opened up three
blocks away, last week. I happen to know the owner is a great guy, and throws
an awesome fucking party. Give it a chance.”
Cara
was too mentally tired to argue. Or maybe it was that she wanted to feel normal for a minute. Even if that meant using
alcohol and deafening music to do it.
That
was that.
“All
right,” Cara said. “Give me fifteen minutes.”
Bambi
looked her over. “Twenty, at least.”
“You
could be nicer.”
“You
could look less dead.”
Bitch.
ABOUT BETHANY-KRIS
Bethany-Kris is a Canadian author, lover of much, and mother to four young sons, one cat, and two dogs. A small town in Eastern Canada where she was born and raised is where she has always called home. With her boys under her feet, snuggling cat, barking dogs, and a hubby calling over his shoulder, she is nearly always writing something … when she can find the time.
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