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SYNOPSIS
The Italian, seductive, quiet alpha, Dominic Segretti, is leaving Livorno, Italy and headed for the Jersey Shore.
His family's business is in danger of crumbling under the management of a man who tormented and grossly underestimated his investment in a business he grew up loving, and the hatred of a man who made his life hell for thirteen years.
He has been quietly waiting for the right moment to bring Benito Deluca to his knees. He comes to the US, armed with enough evidence to prove his case to, Josephine Steel, his aunt, and his cousins, Cyrus, Jase, Zandor, and Xavier.
The night before he plans to tell them of the corruption that could cause the demise of DeLuca INC, he decides to take a night to de-stress. He plans a night of relaxation and enjoyment for himself at the Hilton Casino on the shore.
Delaney Johnson is starting over after a break-up and graduating college. She has landed the job of her dreams in NYC. Arrangements had been made to stay with her best friend, Nikki Bassett, and her fiancé', Abe O'Donnell.
Feeling that her luck has suddenly changed, she stops to play a few slots, just for fun. She finds herself winning big, and gains an admirer.
One hot night of uninhibited sex with a stranger takes her places she never knew she could go.
Dominic sees something in her, something familiar, something undeniable. Will this one hot night turn into many, or will the Beast's plans crush any hope of them exploring their future?
His family's business is in danger of crumbling under the management of a man who tormented and grossly underestimated his investment in a business he grew up loving, and the hatred of a man who made his life hell for thirteen years.
He has been quietly waiting for the right moment to bring Benito Deluca to his knees. He comes to the US, armed with enough evidence to prove his case to, Josephine Steel, his aunt, and his cousins, Cyrus, Jase, Zandor, and Xavier.
The night before he plans to tell them of the corruption that could cause the demise of DeLuca INC, he decides to take a night to de-stress. He plans a night of relaxation and enjoyment for himself at the Hilton Casino on the shore.
Delaney Johnson is starting over after a break-up and graduating college. She has landed the job of her dreams in NYC. Arrangements had been made to stay with her best friend, Nikki Bassett, and her fiancé', Abe O'Donnell.
Feeling that her luck has suddenly changed, she stops to play a few slots, just for fun. She finds herself winning big, and gains an admirer.
One hot night of uninhibited sex with a stranger takes her places she never knew she could go.
Dominic sees something in her, something familiar, something undeniable. Will this one hot night turn into many, or will the Beast's plans crush any hope of them exploring their future?
EXCERPT
Graduation
~L~
I walk
out the door with my belongings in hand. It is time to move the hell on. I had
made a promise to myself; when it was no longer fun I would be done.
It is no longer fun. Hell, it bypassed fun four months ago. And after this, well it is over.
James pursued me hard and fucked me even harder. He was a player. You know the type. He’d smile and give a wink. I’d end up with a pair of soaked panties. Then, I’d do the only thing I could, turn and walk away.
Apparently, I was playing hard to get, so he said, which made him have to have me, (his words.) After three weeks of him asking me out, I agreed to a date.
Flowers, check.
Dinner, check.
A bottle and a half of wine, double check.
He insisted on walking me into my dorm room.
Yes, that night was the first time we had sex, but I will never admit that to my girls. We have rules. Rules that my girl, Nikki, had already broken. That lucky bitch got a hot guy, too, Abe O’Donnell. He’s hot as hell, a possessive and fickle bastard, and she got him.
Where were we?
Oh yes, James and our first time. It went something like this.
‘We’ve waited long enough, darlin’.’ With his Southern drawl and green-ass eyes boring holes into mine, I caved.
He was big and rough, and lasted all of five minutes.
‘It’s okay.’ I wanted to make sure he knew I was all right with what had just happened.
‘Better than ok, it was damn good.’
Uh huh. It’s not like it was awful sex. I mean, it was frequent, and he was on the larger than average size. Seven inches wasn’t bad, right?
Apparently, two or three times a day wasn’t enough for James. That’s what he told me when I walked into our apartment about an hour and a half ago, and found him fucking the slut from down the hall.
‘I need it more, darlin’,’ he said, as he stood naked, while she threw her clothes on. ‘You put out more often, and we’ll be okay, you’ll see.’
‘Are you kidding me?’ I laughed, as I chucked all my clothes out of the closet.
‘I’ll talk to you later?’ I heard the bitch whisper, as I snapped around.
‘You have to have more self-respect than that. Did you not just hear what he said to me?’
‘Sex is sex.’ She rolled her eyes.
‘Well, just so you know, you just made it to the top of my prayer list. Bless your heart.’
‘You too.’
‘Me?’ I squeaked my response.
‘You’re doing him two and three times a day, and I’m in need of prayers?’
‘Living together.’ I pointed between James and me. I stopped when I realized there was no point in arguing with the slut, who had been banging my live-in boyfriend. ‘Get the fuck out.’
I bent down, picked up one of my black heels and hurled it in her direction.
‘Oh, my God, she’s crazy!’
‘That’s right, skank!’ I yelled.
I looked over at James; he looked back at me and smirked. The bastard was smirking, as he held onto himself, naked, hard, and watching the two of us bickering back and forth.
‘You too, you sick bastard!’ I snapped at him.
‘Who me?’ He looked shocked and pointed to himself.
Oh. My. God. He was fucking clueless.
I don’t know what came over me, but I started laughing. It was a cross between a belly laugh and a snort. Then, tears started falling, as I threw everything I owned into a suitcase and two duffle bags.
Before walking out the door, I looked back at him. He finally had some basketball shorts on.
‘You really gonna leave, darlin’? Where you gonna go? Can’t go home, can’t get back into the dorms, can’t--’
‘Can’t stay here with you either.’
‘If I,’ he stopped and scratched his head, ‘if I don’t do it again, maybe you’ll stay?’
How is it that I felt more emotion emitting from James, at that very moment, than I had in the last five months? I mean he wasn’t a complete asshole. Although, our first date may have been the last time he showed an ounce of what I would consider a romantic notion.
I shook my head ‘no’ as he slowly approached me.
‘Come on, darlin’; give it another shot. Just give me one more try.’ As he took my hand, I shook my head ‘no’, again. ‘Where you gonna go, Laney?’
‘I’ll find a place?’ My voice cracked.
He shook his head. ‘Not that easy, darlin’.’
At that moment the dam broke. At that moment, I fell apart. In that moment, James hugged me. It was the second nicest thing he had ever done for me. He slid the duffle bag strap off my right shoulder and then the other off my left. I just stood there and let them drop to the ground, as I sobbed against his bare chest.
He wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my back.
It was probably the sweetest moment in our entire relationship—until he popped wood.
Before pulling out of my parking spot, I look up, hoping to see him coming after me. Hoping that he would fight for me. I give it two minutes, one hundred and twenty seconds. Waiting for a man to come and beg me to come back. The man that I just caught fucking another woman: whore, slut. Whatever you wanna call her.
Pathetic. That’s what I am.
It is no longer fun. Hell, it bypassed fun four months ago. And after this, well it is over.
James pursued me hard and fucked me even harder. He was a player. You know the type. He’d smile and give a wink. I’d end up with a pair of soaked panties. Then, I’d do the only thing I could, turn and walk away.
Apparently, I was playing hard to get, so he said, which made him have to have me, (his words.) After three weeks of him asking me out, I agreed to a date.
Flowers, check.
Dinner, check.
A bottle and a half of wine, double check.
He insisted on walking me into my dorm room.
Yes, that night was the first time we had sex, but I will never admit that to my girls. We have rules. Rules that my girl, Nikki, had already broken. That lucky bitch got a hot guy, too, Abe O’Donnell. He’s hot as hell, a possessive and fickle bastard, and she got him.
Where were we?
Oh yes, James and our first time. It went something like this.
‘We’ve waited long enough, darlin’.’ With his Southern drawl and green-ass eyes boring holes into mine, I caved.
He was big and rough, and lasted all of five minutes.
‘It’s okay.’ I wanted to make sure he knew I was all right with what had just happened.
‘Better than ok, it was damn good.’
Uh huh. It’s not like it was awful sex. I mean, it was frequent, and he was on the larger than average size. Seven inches wasn’t bad, right?
Apparently, two or three times a day wasn’t enough for James. That’s what he told me when I walked into our apartment about an hour and a half ago, and found him fucking the slut from down the hall.
‘I need it more, darlin’,’ he said, as he stood naked, while she threw her clothes on. ‘You put out more often, and we’ll be okay, you’ll see.’
‘Are you kidding me?’ I laughed, as I chucked all my clothes out of the closet.
‘I’ll talk to you later?’ I heard the bitch whisper, as I snapped around.
‘You have to have more self-respect than that. Did you not just hear what he said to me?’
‘Sex is sex.’ She rolled her eyes.
‘Well, just so you know, you just made it to the top of my prayer list. Bless your heart.’
‘You too.’
‘Me?’ I squeaked my response.
‘You’re doing him two and three times a day, and I’m in need of prayers?’
‘Living together.’ I pointed between James and me. I stopped when I realized there was no point in arguing with the slut, who had been banging my live-in boyfriend. ‘Get the fuck out.’
I bent down, picked up one of my black heels and hurled it in her direction.
‘Oh, my God, she’s crazy!’
‘That’s right, skank!’ I yelled.
I looked over at James; he looked back at me and smirked. The bastard was smirking, as he held onto himself, naked, hard, and watching the two of us bickering back and forth.
‘You too, you sick bastard!’ I snapped at him.
‘Who me?’ He looked shocked and pointed to himself.
Oh. My. God. He was fucking clueless.
I don’t know what came over me, but I started laughing. It was a cross between a belly laugh and a snort. Then, tears started falling, as I threw everything I owned into a suitcase and two duffle bags.
Before walking out the door, I looked back at him. He finally had some basketball shorts on.
‘You really gonna leave, darlin’? Where you gonna go? Can’t go home, can’t get back into the dorms, can’t--’
‘Can’t stay here with you either.’
‘If I,’ he stopped and scratched his head, ‘if I don’t do it again, maybe you’ll stay?’
How is it that I felt more emotion emitting from James, at that very moment, than I had in the last five months? I mean he wasn’t a complete asshole. Although, our first date may have been the last time he showed an ounce of what I would consider a romantic notion.
I shook my head ‘no’ as he slowly approached me.
‘Come on, darlin’; give it another shot. Just give me one more try.’ As he took my hand, I shook my head ‘no’, again. ‘Where you gonna go, Laney?’
‘I’ll find a place?’ My voice cracked.
He shook his head. ‘Not that easy, darlin’.’
At that moment the dam broke. At that moment, I fell apart. In that moment, James hugged me. It was the second nicest thing he had ever done for me. He slid the duffle bag strap off my right shoulder and then the other off my left. I just stood there and let them drop to the ground, as I sobbed against his bare chest.
He wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my back.
It was probably the sweetest moment in our entire relationship—until he popped wood.
Before pulling out of my parking spot, I look up, hoping to see him coming after me. Hoping that he would fight for me. I give it two minutes, one hundred and twenty seconds. Waiting for a man to come and beg me to come back. The man that I just caught fucking another woman: whore, slut. Whatever you wanna call her.
Pathetic. That’s what I am.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
MJ Fields's love of writing was in full swing by age eight. Together with her cousins, she wrote a newsletter for family members. The newsletter was put back into ‘publication’ in September of 2001 for entertainment of her cousin on a Navy aircraft carrier in the gulf, (Her cousin is a FEMALE Navy officer and helicopter pilot).
She self-published her first New Adult romance in January 2013. Today, she has completed four self-published series, The Love series, The Wrapped series, The Burning Souls series, and The Men of Steel series.
Her new series The Norfolk series has two titles available now.
Ties of Steel book 1 ABE was released October 28, 2014 and book 2 Dominic is available now.
MJ is an Amazon bestselling author and lives in central New York, surrounded by family and friends. Her house is full of pets, friends, and noise ninety percent of the time, and she would have it no other way.
What to expect from her books...
Gritty, Authentic, and Entwined
The heat will draw you in, the heart will keep you coming back for more
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