Issac's Dark Love: Dark Love Series, #1

By Kindra Woods

Perfect for fans of the 365 Days (DNI) and Dark Syndicate series, Issac's Dark Love, is a gripping story of a mafia leader claiming the one woman he desires. 

He's ready to completely claim her...
...but is she prepared for what it means to fully belong to him?

 

Sophie Kincade is determined to get her life back on track, but one fateful night with an enigmatic stranger derails her whole world. And puts her life on the line.

Suddenly she's dragged into secrets and dangers she never imagined, where weapons deals and a brutal mafia war fight for control in Charlotte, North Carolina threatens to destroy everything she's fought so hard to have. 

 

She's no longer in control of her own life. 

 

Because Isaac Galileo's weapons deals are going south fast. And he won't let her out of his sight until the danger to her life is past...and even then, he wants more from her than she may be willing to give. 

 

He wants her heart, all of her--and he's willing to fight for it. 

But when things take another deadly turn, he must decide if love is even in the cards for them, or if, after all, their relationship has been doomed from the start...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alpha Temptress Publishing
• Release date: Apr 7, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393576242

Book preview

Hello, welcome to a world of bullets, love, and desire. This book goes out to Melissa who is always supporting me and my father who may never read this but kept saying I needed to get out of the Paranormal World so here is my contemporary side.

CHAPTER ONE

Issac

Issac stared at the little woman who'd caused such a change in his body. Her little curves and bright blue eyes called to his soul. The way her light brown hair bounced in the wind and her blonde highlights were bright in the sun. And the way she stood up to the man pawing at her, called to Issac’s soul and he would have her.

You’re my girlfriend, people aren’t watching us. He groaned as he reached for her chest, but she smacked his hand away.

Even if he needed to kill the fucker making a fool of himself. The scrawny male who wore a ratty t-shirt, worn hoody and, tight-ass jeans. Like he wanted to be cool twelve years ago, but the style had completely failed him. Then there was his curly hair like he had an eighty’s perm. Just looking at him made Issac’s skin crawl.

The woman pushed him away and pointed her finger at his chest. I told you. I don’t like doing that. I’m not that kind of woman. She hissed and stormed off through the crowd.

Issac took his moment and strolled up to him and blocked his path.

Excuse me. He tried to walk around Issac, but he blocked the man's path.

You look like a man who needs to get a good release of tension, Issac suggested, thinking of a better way to get rid of him instead of adding to his body count. After all, assassins were expensive, and women were a lot cheaper.

You can tell it’s been a while just by looking at me? His brow arched.

Let's just say I’m good at reading people. Issac pulled out a card to one of his ladies who assist his needs. Call this number and Madam Lupa will help you out.

Thanks. He grabbed the card and looked at it then walked away while he yanked out his phone from the stupid tight jeans. Issac grabbed his own phone and hit the contact direct to Lupa.

Good day, Issac, how can I help you? Her smooth voice slid through the speaker.

I have someone about to call you. Make sure he follows through and has pictures taken.

Ah, and would you like the photos, or would you like me to send them to someone? she asked, the amusement in her voice came out clear as diamonds.

Two copies, one with him before he leaves, and another set sent to his place where he lives with his girlfriend.

Will do, sir. Ah, I have another call on my other line. She chuckled and ended the call. Issac pulled himself down the same way the woman did and trailed her through the crowd. Her boyfriend would be busy for a few hours, so he decided to trail her.

Her soft blonde hair swayed as she pulled the braid apart. His fingers wanted to touch her hair and hold it tight as she sucked on his hard cock. The images made his dick pound against his jeans.

He was determined to make her his no matter the cost.

She paused before crossing the street and glanced back, meeting his gaze for a moment. Fucking perfect. He grinned as she turned and crossed the street.

After half an hour, he received a text and he glanced down at the screen, then made sure he knew where the little woman was going.

Three pictures of the soon-to-be-ex-boyfriend fucking Heather from behind and in two other angles appeared on his phone’s screen. Issac grinned and placed his phone back in his pocket.

Venus, over here, she called out and a little woman with brown hair ran up into a quick hug.

Sophie, it’s been too long since we’ve done this. But where’s your boo? Venus asked, and Issac typed on his phone to have Sophie looked up.

He was all grabby, and you know how I feel about public affection. I just don’t like it. Sophie shook out her hands then clenched her hands at her side.

She had passion, and Issac inched closer, wanting to know more about the woman stirring such deep emotions.

Yes, he could have sex with anyone, but the way Sophie walked and talked, there was something special about her. Something he needed to claim and fucking soon.

Oh, Sophie Kincade, you need a drink and a way to relax. Venus pulled her into a Mexican restaurant, leaving Issac on the streets wondering if he should go inside.

Before he had a chance to debate too long, his phone buzzed. He answered the call from Nathanial, one of the pick-up guys for his shipment of weapons.

Bad news, boss. Our shipment isn’t complete. There are two containers that aren’t here.

Anger pulsed through his blood like a raging fire. Find out who. Now! he barked out his orders and the confirmation rolled back as Issac ended the fucking call.

Who the fuck would have the balls to steal from me? He adjusted his tie just below his neck. He glanced once more at Sophie before returning to his car.

He had two missions right now: claim the little Sophie and get his fucking shipment back. Everything else would be put on hold for now.

His phone buzzed as he reached his car. Nathanial had a lead he was tracking down and should know more in a few hours.

Issac rolled his shoulders, needing a release of sexual tension. He couldn’t just storm in and snatch Sophie up then fuck her senseless. Someone else would have to do.

Another ding from his phone told him the pictures of Sophie’s ex were delivered. He grinned, loving his plan before sliding into his car. His bodyguard he barely paid attention to jumped in before Issac started the engine.

Get someone to watch Sophie. Anything interesting happens, you let me know.

Done. He nodded and started typing on his own phone. Little Maria would have to scratch the itch for now until he could get his hands on sweet Sophie.

Keep her safe too, Issac added. He needed