The Devil You Love: A Mob Romance, #2

By Claire St. Rose

This is book 2 of The Devil You Love Mob Romance Series. Book 3 is available everywhere now!

I bought the daughter of the man I came to kill.

I'm a devil with a lifetime of sins behind me.

She's an angel in the wrong place at the wrong time.

But that won't stop me from buying her.

And it won't stop me from making her mine.

ROMA

I'm a hitman.

I'm used to taking what I want.

But paying for it?

Out of the f**king question.

Until her.

Felicity was a jewel I could not pass up.

She was never supposed to be here, at this flesh auction.

Especially not on stage.

Under the spotlight.

Bare for all to see.

But that just made it hotter.

I wanted her for myself.

And for my mission:

Killing her father.

But the longer she's in my grasp…

The more I start to realize…

I might have gotten more than I bargained for.

FELICITY

They sold me.

Like a piece of f**king meat.

This can't be happening.

I keep expecting to wake up from this nightmare.

But every time I open my eyes, it's the same thing:

HIM.

The hitman.

The killer.

The beast who bought me.

Staring back at me with those steely, unblinking eyes.

His hands by his side, capable of breaking me as soon as he decides he wants to.

I don't know what he plans to do with me.

What sick and twisted game he intends to play.

But the tension between us is becoming unbearable.

I'm his slave.

Utterly at his mercy.

And the truth is…

Deep, deep down…

That's exactly how I want it.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBook Publishing World
• Release date: Jul 11, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393250531

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The Devil You Love (A Mob Romance Book 2)

By Claire St. Rose

I bought the daughter of the man I came to kill.

I’M A DEVIL WITH A lifetime of sins behind me.

She’s an angel in the wrong place at the wrong time.

But that won’t stop me from buying her.

And it won’t stop me from making her mine.

ROMA

I’m a hitman.

I’m used to taking what I want.

But paying for it?

Out of the f**king question.

Until her.

Felicity was a jewel I could not pass up.

She was never supposed to be here, at this flesh auction.

Especially not on stage.

Under the spotlight.

Bare for all to see.

But that just made it hotter.

I wanted her for myself.

And for my mission:

Killing her father.

But the longer she’s in my grasp...

The more I start to realize...

I might have gotten more than I bargained for.

FELICITY

They sold me.

Like a piece of f**king meat.

This can’t be happening.

I keep expecting to wake up from this nightmare.

But every time I open my eyes, it’s the same thing:

HIM.

The hitman.

The killer.

The beast who bought me.

Staring back at me with those steely, unblinking eyes.

His hands by his side, capable of breaking me as soon as he decides he wants to.

I don’t know what he plans to do with me.

What sick and twisted game he intends to play.

But the tension between us is becoming unbearable.

I’m his slave.

Utterly at his mercy.

And the truth is...

Deep, deep down...

That’s exactly how I want it.

Chapter One

Roma

A re you going to shoot me, Bear? I say.

I try to put laughter and disbelief into my voice, but it’s been a long time since I’ve seen Bear. Sure, he basically raised me, he trained me, he brought me into the life. He’s about as close to a father figure as I’ve ever known. But that doesn’t mean he hasn’t changed in the interim. Maybe to him I’m not Roma, his adopted son, but just a reminder of the life he once lived.

I’m not sure yet. His voice is deep and crackly and his one eye watches me closely. How the hell did you find me? I picked this place with care, Roma. With damn close care. No one from the life has found me . . . until you.

I’ve always known you were here, I say.

His eye—and the mass of scars and flesh around his gaping eye socket—goes wide.

Is that so? he muses. Thought I did a pretty damn good job at hiding.

You did, but I know you. You trained me. Of course I’d be able to find you.

And Mr. Black and his cronies haven’t swooped down, so I guess you stayed loyal. Gotta say, I’m damned surprise. Thought the life was deep in you, boy.

Does that mean you’ll lower the gun?

Bear shakes his head. Didn’t say that. Gotta understand, Roma, it’s been a helluva long time since I saw you. Don’t know what sort of man you are. Maybe Mr. Black sent you to finish the old bear off, aye?

I spread my arms to my sides and take a step back. If you think that, Bear, then you better pull the trigger.

Bear takes a deep breath and looks down the sight at me. The barrel trembles and I’m shocked to realize he’s actually considering pulling the trigger. A thousand memories of Bear light up my mind. I remember him before he lost the eye, grinning over his white beard at me—though it wasn’t so white then—and patting me on the back at a football game. I hear his words: You’re a good lad, Roma. I remember him how he was when I was a kid, huge, tall, a giant to my child’s eyes.

You won’t . . . My voice cracks. I could probably grab the gun before he shoots, but I have no desire to fight with Bear. It’s Bear.

Bear shakes his head. I’m done with the life, he says.

Chapter Two

Felicity

Iwatch as the old white-haired man shoves the barrel of the shotgun at Roma’s face. Odd, but I feel protective, like a lioness who’s just seen her lion threatened. He saved me , I think, and now he’s in danger . In my mind, I see how the next few minutes could go.