Cold-Hearted: An Extended Sample

By Eliana Salome

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She never should have stepped out of line, because now, I see her, and like everything else in my life, I won’t be satisfied until she’s mine in every way.

Gabriella

My future had always been set.
Like a road paved by skilled builders, without bends or intersections, I walked the path my parents laid for me.
My marriage to the future of The Outfit was all that mattered.
I didn’t have a choice. 
Belonging to the world’s largest criminal organization wasn’t easy but belonging to him was. 
With Jacob, I’d got lucky and as a mafia princess, I couldn’t have asked for more. 
Jacob was beautiful and kind and the road to him was bright with sunlight and sweet with the fragrance of flowers.
Until it wasn’t.
Until it became dark with shadows. 
Until the day he broke my heart.
He was a dream that turned into a nightmare.
And now, I’d do anything to get away.

Jacob

She was a job like any other job. 
Marry her.
Have an heir.
And in between all that, keep the world under my heel by any means necessary. 
I’d count myself lucky if I wasn’t covered in blood on our wedding day.
As a girl, Gabrielle was as bright eyed and bushy tailed.
That was until I took off the rose-colored glasses, broke them, and revealed who I truly was.
Now, the woman is as vicious as a cobra, but when she forgets her place, like a benevolent king, I remind her.
Her resistance goads me. 
Her words bite.
She never counted on me biting her back.
And I never counted on her tasting so good...
Rage became foreplay.
Sex became life.
And somehow, my job, she became an obsession.
Gabriella made me lose control. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Pretty Booked, LLC
• Release date: Dec 27, 2021
• ISBN: 9781637182130

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Cold-Hearted Sample

COLD-HEARTED SAMPLE

AN ENEMIES-TO-LOVERS MAFIA ROMANCE

ELIANA SALOME

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1. Gabriella

2. Gabriella

3. Jacob

4. Gabriella

5. Jacob

6. Gabriella

7. Jacob

8. Gabriella

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SYNOPSIS

Gabriella My future had always been set. Like a road paved by skilled builders, without bends or intersections, I walked the path my parents laid for me. My marriage to the future of The Outfit was all that mattered. I didn’t have a choice. Belonging to the world’s largest criminal organization wasn’t easy but belonging to him was. With Jacob, I’d got lucky and as a mafia princess, I couldn’t have asked for more. Jacob was beautiful and kind and the road to him was bright with sunlight and sweet with the fragrance of flowers. Until it wasn’t. Until it became dark with shadows. Until the day he broke my heart. He was a dream that turned into a nightmare. And now, I’d do anything to get away. Jacob She was a job like any other job. Marry her. Have an heir. And in between all that, keep the world under my heel by any means necessary. I’d count myself lucky if I wasn’t covered in blood on our wedding day. As a girl, Gabrielle was as bright eyed and bushy tailed. That was until I took off the rose-colored glasses, broke them, and revealed who I truly was. Now, the woman is as vicious as a cobra, but when she forgets her place, like a benevolent king, I remind her. Her resistance goads me. Her words bite. She never counted on me biting her back. And I never counted on her tasting so good... Rage became foreplay. Sex became life. And somehow, my job, she became an obsession. Gabriella made me lose control. She never should have stepped out of line, because now, I see her, and like everything else in my life, I won’t be satisfied until she’s mine in every way.

ONE

GABRIELLA

NINE YEARS EARLIER

I was born to be his.

I had been reminded of that so often, it had become a mantra that defined me. My body, my future, my very being – none of it belonged to me. It never had.

I belonged to Jacob Andretti.

And I didn’t mind that so much.

I was twelve and happy with who my parents had determined I would marry. Jacob was my friend and if I had to marry anyone, I’d choose him too. My friend Viola thought he was cute and I agreed.

Pain jerked me from my thoughts.

My great aunts surrounded me like vultures, feasting on youth by pinching my cheeks sore and running their hands through my hair enough time to give me rug burn. They fawned over me, as if we weren’t in the middle of a restaurant where others could see and hear.

Isotta, she gets more beautiful everytime I see her, Aunt Martina sighed as she cupped my face. She smelled like dough, and garlic, and all the best things in life. You should bring her home more often. Home was Italy.

Never to be outdone, Aunt Carterlina said, Gabriella is going to make an outstanding bride. Then she leaned in and whispered, And a fine queen.

We all turned to look at the current queen. My mother. Isotta La Pieski was somber but I could see the pride that shone though her golden eyes, eyes that everyone said I’d inherited. "My princessa is quite the beauty, no?"

Taking their que, Aunt Carterlina and Aunt Martina started all over again with the compliments. They fawned over me and mama. I knew why. For fears, I thought it was love that prompted their adoration but at twelve their fear was evident.

A shout from inside, likely from Uncle Tito, made them scurry back to the kitchens.

Sunlight hit me the moment they were gone. The air carried formed and the salt that drifted from Mediterrian Sea. Uncle Titi’s restaurant was one the white stucco buildings set in the middle of the otherwise colorful town that was