by Bethany-Kris Guzzi Legacy, #6
Publication Date: December 2, 2019
Genres: Adult, Romantic Suspense, Organized Crime. Erotic Romance, Standalone
Cover Reveal Credits: Lee Ching @Under Cover Designs
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When falling is easy, people often forget about the crash.
The time has finally come for Marcus Guzzi to step into his birthright. He’s the firstborn—the next boss to take over his family’s mafia and he’s never been more ready. With an MC encroaching on Guzzi territory, family expectations following him, and more responsibility on his shoulders than ever, what’s one more thing added to his ever-growing list of duties when his father asks for a favor? He just didn’t expect that favor to bring with it a woman he can’t ignore.
Cella Marcello is a lot of things. Single mother. Daughter of a former New York Underboss. A highly sought-after interior designer. Widow. The one thing she’s learned about life after all that’s happened in hers? It keeps moving on, and so does she. When a contract for a penthouse design takes her to Toronto, she isn’t ready for the gorgeously dangerous man waiting there to make sure she has everything she needs. Even if the thing she needs is him.
Marcus is everything she never wanted before now. He wasn’t even looking for someone like her. When the traumas of the past take center stage, these two will need to decide if the chance at forever is worth the risk.
The final Guzzi Legacy novel …
Note: Marcus is a standalone romance within The Guzzi Legacy series.
EXCLUSIVE REVEAL EXCERPT
Sometimes, her designs came from things she wanted to see, because that’s what the client preferred. Knowing what little she did about Cara Guzzi, she thought perhaps the woman might prefer her spaces to be designed more to her personal tastes.
But that would be hard to do when apparently, this was meant to be a surprise. It wasn’t as though Cella could go have dinner with the woman, sit down and chat about what she wanted to see in her penthouse. Or hell, even bring the woman here to do it.
That made the job more interesting.
Cella liked a good challenge, though.
It was only as she was coming out of the main bathroom that she realized how quiet Tiffany had become during her mother’s walk-through of the place. Not that she was concerned her daughter found trouble because that was the last thing her child seemed to do.
Soon enough, she found Tiffany.
In the living room.
With a man.
His back stayed turned to Cella as the unknown man kneeled in his sharp, black three-piece suit that seemed tailored-to-fit on his tall, lean form. Broad shoulders covered by expensive fabric led down a back made up by hard, firm lines that had Cella stopping in the entryway to the space instead of walking forward.
Well, that, and his laugh.
It was a lovely sound.
Full of bass.
Every part of her heard it and felt it, she was sure.
It was then that Tiffany finally noticed her mother.
The man stood and turned to find Cella standing in the entryway. At first, his face took her by surprise. If only because it felt like she was looking into a mirror of Gian Guzzi—only a younger version of the man, with just slight differences. Just enough, really.
A strong jawline. Squared chin. Dark, thick brows lifted when his smirking lips curved higher in a sensual smile. His brown eyes—flecked with gold—looked her over. His hair, a dark espresso color, had been cut into a style that allowed him a bit of length at the top but was trimmed short along the sides. Mostly, it just seemed as though he brushed the strands back to keep them from falling into those eyes of his.
Eyes that still hadn’t looked away from her.
“Cella,” he said. “Good to see you again.”
She swore it was like stepping back in time.
They’d met before.
At a very dark time.
Back then, Cella hadn’t taken the time to notice very much about Marcus.
His smile deepened. “I hear you need me.”
Cella dragged in a quick breath.
Her heart thumped hard.
What was that?
Bethany-Kris is a Canadian author, lover of much, and mother to four young sons, one cat, and two dogs. A small town in Eastern Canada where she was born and raised is where she has always called home. With her boys under her feet, snuggling cat, barking dogs, and a hubby calling over his shoulder, she is nearly always writing something … when she can find the time.
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