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Monday, April 29, 2013
"The Prelude" by KaSonndra Leigh (PROMO)
(Description taken
from Goodreads)
Author: KaSonndra
Leigh
Published: March
31, 2013
Format: E-book
A New Adult Contemporary Romance
After finishing design school six months ago, Erin Angelo
left her tragic past behind in the States and started a new life in Milan,
Italy. Burying the grief, silencing her demons, and living a life without any
real attachments has worked well for her so far. But when Erin secures her
first real job as a budding clothing designer, her controlled world is shaken
to its core by the mysteriously sexy director of the local symphony.
Alek Dostov is a man who knows what he wants and how to get
it. He’s successful, hot, the son of a millionaire, and women all over the
world flock to see one of his performances. For Alek, Erin represents the
ultimate challenge: sexy, smart, and unaffected by his charms…or so she thinks.
Just like Erin, Alek avoids attachments that leave him emotionally vulnerable.
But unlike Erin, his pursuit of all things pleasurable is ruthless.
Knowing how wary they both are concerning any kind of
committed relationship, Alek finds a way to pursue Erin, satisfying the intense
attraction between them without sacrificing the freedom they both enjoy.
Sometimes the deepest passion brings out the darkest emotions. And Erin finds
herself completely unprepared for the forbidden world of the young maestro and
his truths and even his secrets, as she struggles to deal with her own.
Music, passion, betrayal and forbidden love spun together in
one of the most romantic cities in the world.
This novel contains sexual situations and mature language.
It is intended for an audience at 17+ years of age.
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Alek’s POV
Erin Meets the
Ex
“So, your mother was born in Dallas? That
means you’re all mixed up, like me. Interesting,” Erin says and shakes her head
as though she’s in deep thought.
She
takes a bite of her focaccia, a type of yeast roll covered in garlic. Since
we’re still well into the aperitivo, Milan’s happy hour, this is about all
we’re going to be served for the time being. “It all makes sense now. I was
wondering why Adriana doesn’t have a Russian sounding name. And how you got
those…nevermind.”
“Don’t
do that stopping mid-sentence thing. It drives me insane, yes. Finish. What do
I have?” I lean over on the table, so I’m closer to her face. A rush of pink
spreads through her cheeks. She blushes so easily. I enjoy watching it happen.
She
shrugs and stabs at her food until I’m ready to snatch the plate away and eat
the bread myself. I place my hand over hers. “Erin, you were going to tell me
something, yes?” Our gazes meet, and she stares deep into my eyes.
“Your
eyes. They’re not blue like a lot of Russians. That’s all. You don’t need me to
be telling you things you’ve heard all your life, I’m sure.” She glances down
at her plate and then over at my hand massaging the skin on top of hers.
“Look
at me, Erin.”
“No.
I mean, I’d rather not.”
“Why?”
“Because
it’s—”
“What
have we here? The two of you look cozy,” a familiar female’s voice says,
ripping through our bonding moment. Nadya. I sit back and give her a hard look.
She’s wearing fur in July, the same thing Mother likes to do. And she looks
ridiculous.
“Nadya.
You look warm today,” I say, smiling.
“I
am. These Milan nights can get a little chilly. Especially when a girl sits at
home alone more often than not,” she replies.
“I’m
sure a woman of your means can easily find male companionship,” I say with a
smirking grin. She turns to Erin.
“Hi
there. I’m Nadya, Alek’s ex-girlfriend.” She holds out her hand for Erin to
shake.
“I’m
Erin. And I’m not the new girlfriend.” Shaking her hand, Erin passes a quick
glance in my direction.
“Erin
Angelo, the student designer who wooed and won the hearts of all three
Martuccio brothers? I’m in awe. Tell me, what kind of sexual favors did you do
in order to convince them to take you in and spend all that money for you?”
“Nadya.
This isn’t the time or place for that shit,” I warn.
“Oh,
Alek, this is girl talk. Obviously, Erin has what it takes to survive in the
fashion capital of the world. I simply want pointers on how she managed to snag
yet another successful man so very quickly. Has he taken you to the waterfall
yet?” Nadya gushes, her voice dripping with sarcasm. I stand up and face her.
“I’m
warning you, Nadya,” I repeat.
“No,
Alek, it’s okay, really. I don’t mind helping Nadya out,” Erin says, a devious
gleam in her gorgeous eyes. Easing back down to my seat, I get the feeling that
Nadya is in for a surprise.
“First,
I signed up for design school. This meant I actually had to use intelligence
over sex,” Erin begins, using the sweetest voice I’ve ever heard on a female.
“And then, my instructors noticed I had a sharp eye for identifying trends. You
know what I mean, right? Real. Raw. Talent. Now, this doesn’t include shopping
sprees and matching up the designer labels in all my outfits. I’m one of the
people who actually sat down and created the design for that acrylic, also
known as, fake fur vest you’re wearing.”
Erin
beams a smile at Nadya and then glances at me just before she says, “Men can’t
help but to notice someone who does this kind of thing. Right, Alek?”
“Damn
right. I couldn’t help it, anyway,” I add, feeling more turned on by Erin than
I’ll ever care to admit. She removes her shawl and exposes the way her dress
dips low enough to show off her generous cleavage. I lower my head so neither
one of them will catch me laughing.
“In
fact, Alek told me that my ambitious nature outside of the bedroom turns him on
so much that he can’t wait to get back and make mad, passionate love to me
tonight,” Erin says with a smile. I almost choke on my saliva.
“Obviously.
Have a nice dinner,” Nadya says in a flat voice and walks off toward
a man standing near the bar.
“I
cannot believe I just said those shitty things to her,” Erin says, shaking her
head and gasping.
“She
opened the door wide,” I answer.
“Can
we have a subject-change moment, please?” she asks and moves on without
questioning me about the waterfall statement Nadya made. I appreciate that she
doesn’t question or judge me. Not yet.
Author of the Lost Immortals Saga and the Path Seekers
Series. I’m also a mother, blogger, reader, gardener, home renovator, and a
slayer of undead Egyptian mummies in Tomb Raider. I believe in karma, coffee,
and seriously wish that the producers of Xena would bring my favorite show ever
back.
Strange things about me: Everything. I am weird, odd,
unusual, and generally tend to make people think I swooped down from another
planet. I don’t know. Maybe I did. Who knows? I’m also a member of the
#zombiesurvivalcrew on twitter. So if you need protection from the upcoming
apocalypse, don’t hesitate to call on us.
I was born in the race-car city of Charlotte, NC, and now
live in the City of Alchemy and Medicine, NC, when I’m not hanging out in
Bardonia (Lost Immortals). Most of my characters are based on people that I’ve
met throughout my travels and adventures. People tend to stop and start
conversations with me as if I’ve known them my entire life. Does this freak me
out? Not really. My mom says that one day I’ll get kidnapped by one of them. I
told her that if it weren’t for these lovely people then I wouldn’t be able to
create the stories that I do.
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