Hands Tied (Book 3): Brancati Family Mafia, #3

By Zoey Parker

This is book 3 and the finale of the Brancati Family Mafia series! 

Zico is a filthy man, playing a filthy game.

And he's about to drag me down with him.

I'm kicking. I'm screaming. I'm begging for help.

But my hands are tied…

And I'm powerless to resist.

ANNA

I'm a young detective.

New to the city.

Learning fast, but a long ways yet to go.

That is, if I make it.

The way things are shaping up now, that might not be the case.

I accepted a favor to help out my partner…

And somehow ended up in the hands of a mob boss.

Zico knows I'm innocent.

But that won't stop him from shattering me.

If I want to get out of here, there's only one thing to do:

Get my own hands as dirty as his.

ZICO

I've never yet met a cop with a clear conscience.

But in my line of business, dirty cops just come with the territory.

Sometimes, though, they get a little out of control.

And they need to be reminded who the real boss is.

I'd take care of the beast myself.

But where's the fun in that?

It's much easier and more entertaining to let the gorgeous Detective Anna Grasso do it for me.

Besides:

I just love the way she squirms when she knows there's nothing to do but obey me.

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A dirty cop trapped by a filthy mob boss? What could be hotter?? You're gonna want to one-click this dark mafia romance series right away if you love romantic thrillers with an unexpected twist, alpha male bad boy mob bosses with an attitude and a rock-hard body, or new adult contemporary romance about mafia dons. Don't miss out on this forbidden romance love story!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sopris Page Press
• Release date: Oct 16, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393311294

Book preview

Hands Tied: A Mob Romance (Brancati Family Mafia Book 3)

By Zoey Parker

Zico is a filthy man, playing a filthy game.

AND HE’S ABOUT TO DRAG me down with him.

I’m kicking. I’m screaming. I’m begging for help.

But my hands are tied...

And I’m powerless to resist.

ANNA

I’m a young detective.

New to the city.

Learning fast, but a long ways yet to go.

That is, if I make it.

The way things are shaping up now, that might not be the case.

I accepted a favor to help out my partner...

And somehow ended up in the hands of a mob boss.

Zico knows I’m innocent.

But that won’t stop him from shattering me.

If I want to get out of here, there’s only one thing to do:

Get my own hands as dirty as his.

ZICO

I’ve never yet met a cop with a clear conscience.

But in my line of business, dirty cops just come with the territory.

Sometimes, though, they get a little out of control.

And they need to be reminded who the real boss is.

I’d take care of the beast myself.

But where’s the fun in that?

It’s much easier and more entertaining to let the gorgeous Detective Anna Grasso do it for me.

Besides:

I just love the way she squirms when she knows there’s nothing to do but obey me.

A DIRTY COP TRAPPED by a filthy mob boss? What could be hotter?? You’re gonna want to one-click this dark mafia romance series right away if you love romantic thrillers with an unexpected twist, alpha male bad boy mob bosses with an attitude and a rock-hard body, or new adult contemporary romance about mafia dons. Don’t miss out on this forbidden romance love story!

Chapter 1

Ifelt everyone’s eyes on me as I walked through the precinct towards my office the next morning. Of course, everyone had heard about Gary. It was the biggest news the precinct had ever had—one of their cops turning out to be dirty—and everyone wanted to know how I was reacting to the news, though no one seemed brave enough to ask.

Morning, Grasso, Johnson said as I passed by his office.

I smiled at him, grateful for his kindness, even though I heard the tension in his voice. He, like everyone else, wanted to hear the story from me. I’d been the only witness to Gary’s arrest. They wanted to know the truth of what happened. I couldn’t blame them. Luckily, though, no one seemed bold enough to ask.

A half-full mug of coffee sat on Gary’s desk from the day before, and I was tempted to throw it out, but somehow it felt disrespectful. I ignored it and dropped my purse on my desk, sinking into my chair.

All I’d ever wanted was my own office, my own private space. But now that I had it, it felt too empty. Too large for just one person. I wondered whether I’d be moved to a new office when I was finally assigned a new partner or whether they’d move my new partner into my office.

The phone rang, and I almost didn’t answer it. That had always been Gary’s department. For whatever reason, he liked to answer the phone. On the fourth or fifth ring, though, I remembered he wasn’t there and picked it up.

This is Grasso, I said. Gary had always answered the phone like that. This is Unwin.

Grasso, hey, a deep, gravelly voice said. Sergeant Hale here. Would you mind stepping into my office when you have a second?

The sergeant never invited me to his office, let alone called me directly. However, I suppose I was in a rather unusual circumstance. It made sense he’d want to talk to me about what I knew and how we were going to move forward.

Yeah, of course. I’ll head your way right now, I said.

No rush, he replied, and then hung up.

I set the phone down and held it there for a