Bought (Book 1): Hanley Family Mafia, #1

By Heather West

This is book 1 of the Hanley Family Mafia series! Books 2 and 3 are available everywhere now!

He bought me to break my body. Instead, he broke my heart.

I stumbled into the worst possible place at the worst possible time.

And now I'm bent over and bare in my boss's bed.

I always thought the stories that people told about Luke Hanley were too far-fetched.

But when I saw him and his thugs execute a man in an alley, I knew suddenly:

Everything they said was true.

He's a cold-blooded killer, a ruthless mafia don responsible for every crime in the city.

They say he uses women until he's bored, then disposes of them.

And I'm about to be next.

His soldiers had me bound and gagged as they took me to the don's penthouse.

I figured this would be the end of me.

A bullet in the skull and an unmarked grave.

But to my surprise, Luke offers me a deal:

He'll spare my life…

In exchange for my complete and utter submission.

I have to let him use me, bend me, break me as he pleases.

And I have to keep my mouth sealed shut.

At first, I'm nothing more than a mafioso's ragged toy.

But as the savage, sweaty nights tick past, something becomes more and more clear to me:

There's a lonely man behind the mobster mask.

And I'm falling hard for him.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sopris Page Press
• Release date: Sep 19, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393275770

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Bought: A Mafia Romance (Hanley Family Mafia) (Book 1)

By Heather West

He bought me to break my body. Instead, he broke my heart.

I STUMBLED INTO THE worst possible place at the worst possible time.

And now I’m bent over and bare in my boss’s bed.

I always thought the stories that people told about Luke Hanley were too far-fetched.

But when I saw him and his thugs execute a man in an alley, I knew suddenly:

Everything they said was true.

He’s a cold-blooded killer, a ruthless mafia don responsible for every crime in the city.

They say he uses women until he’s bored, then disposes of them.

And I’m about to be next.

His soldiers had me bound and gagged as they took me to the don’s penthouse.

I figured this would be the end of me.

A bullet in the skull and an unmarked grave.

But to my surprise, Luke offers me a deal:

He’ll spare my life...

In exchange for my complete and utter submission.

I have to let him use me, bend me, break me as he pleases.

And I have to keep my mouth sealed shut.

At first, I’m nothing more than a mafioso’s ragged toy.

But as the savage, sweaty nights tick past, something becomes more and more clear to me:

There’s a lonely man behind the mobster mask.

And I’m falling hard for him.

Chapter 1

Lily

All the coffee in the world can’t keep me awake.

I’ve tried to stay awake, but I’m failing miserably.

Still, I’m dumping the old, burnt leftovers from mid-afternoon, rinsing the glass pot, filling a new filter with the ground coffee, and turning the machine on, all while attempting to not doze off while waiting for my latest cup.

The dripping isn’t helping. I’m being lulled to sleep.

Drip, drip, drip.

No, I’m not falling asleep. I’m only resting my heavy, achy eyelids. I’m going to wake up once the pot’s done, and I’ll speed through organizing the final few contracts, close shop, and head home.

My plan drifts to the back of my mind, my head bobbing forward. I jerk awake and then close my eyes again, head lolling back too far and startling me upright. Back and forth I play this game until the pot of coffee is ready.

I prepare my cup and I leave the pot on the burner in case this goes on longer than I planned. This morning, I came into work like usual, figuring I’d be home by this time. Instead everyone’s files were dumped on me courtesy of the boss’s surprise performance review.

Turns out that despite their record high sales and customer service approval, the entire sales team has been running a conspiracy against me. I don’t mean that literally. But it feels like it now, at fifteen past eight, my overtime pushing well past the two hours I’d initially predicted when accepting this mammoth task of organizing a half year of files for all thirteen sales representatives at Hanley Auto.

I’m down to the last of those thirteen idiot men who let their sales files run amok. All that confidential and very important client information floating around, with very few indications as to whose file linked up to what sale. It was atrocious.

An hour later, I have the files in better shape. I still have to go through and confirm sales with each of the reps and school them on the wonders of password-protected files, but other than that, I have something to be proud about here.

You did good, Lily, I murmur, catching the blurry reflection of my fatigued smile in my computer screen. I power through, finishing up the last file, labeling it with the sales rep’s name and adding it to the other twelve I have on my USB drive.

I take the USB drive and tuck it in my top desk drawer, locking the drawer and powering down my computer. Taking a moment to stretch my arms up, I push out of my seat and grab my emptied mug, ready to call it a night.

Once I’m done in the small kitchen, I head past my desk, my kitten heels digging into the plush carpet before clacking onto the gray natural stone flooring of the showroom.

Some of the backlights are on. They shouldn’t be. They’re usually turned off by one of the sales reps, but since I offered to stay later, I guess was left with that task as well. Shutting those off, I clack back in the semi-dark, passing shadowy silhouettes of our cars on the way to the office section of the dealership.

I mentally prepare to be free from work. My desk is in sight. I need to grab my coat and purse and then I’m out. But I pause and backtrack a bit in front of the only area I’m not well acquainted with at work.

The boss’s office.

Translation: off-limits.

I get the sense it’s even more of a restricted area without him being there, like snooping around someone’s house on the way to their bathroom. Only I can’t be blamed if I’m curious. There’s a light on in there, and I know I’m the only person that’s here.

Or should be here.

I can't recall if the light had been on earlier. My brain is coffee sludge at this point. I’ll be lucky to remember where my apartment

Reviews for Bought (Book 1)

[Jasmine Lutgen · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

Leaves abruptly and wants you to read the next “book” when in reality it’s 3 books instead of the one. Poorly done. I’m not even sure I’ll read the next.