THIN LIES by Bethany-Kris Donati
Bloodlines, #1
Publication Date: May
2, 2016
Genres: Romantic
Suspense, Erotic Romance, Organized Crime
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Synopsis:
Calisto
Donati
She
was just a woman. That’s what Calisto wanted to tell himself; that’s what he
wanted to believe. Emma was nothing more than a woman. There were other women
for him to want. To obsess over. It couldn’t be Emma Sorrento. Not
for Calisto. She was taken. She was claimed. She was not his. In
a few days, Calisto would hand her off, and that would be that. He wondered why
it wouldn’t be that easy to let her go. What good had saving her done? He
had simply taken her from one monster to give her to another.
Emma
Sorrento
Emma
slid on her mask. All someone would need to do was look close enough to see
what was really beneath the sheer falseness of her smile. At the other end
of the table, Emma found her lies staring her right in the face. He
smirked. And winked. Calisto Donati was her worst mistake, her
greatest shame, and the one thing she still wanted more than anything. Emma
could still feel him all over her, long after his touch and kiss was gone. In
thirty days, her entire world had changed—he had changed her. Emma had a
feeling that if she played another game with Calisto, she would surely lose. She
had already lost once. Wasn’t it enough? WARNING: The first two books
in the Donati Bloodlines Trilogy end on a cliffhanger, and are not considered
safe romance.
EXCERPT - THIN LIES
“It does hurt me,”
Calisto said before he could stop himself.
He wanted to take the
words back immediately.
Emma stilled in the
passenger seat. “Then why play?”
To remember.
To punish himself.
To apologize.
“For a lot of different
reasons,” Calisto settled on saying. “But tonight, I played so that you
wouldn’t have to. You didn’t seem comfortable. I didn’t think you wanted to
have everyone looking at you after what happened. It was a small sacrifice.”
“But you hurt now,” she
said, seeming confused. “Don’t you?”
“But you didn’t have
to.”
For Calisto, that was
all that mattered.
Turning his head,
Calisto stared out the opened driver’s window. He wondered if anyone had
noticed that both he and Emma had left the dinner party without a goodbye. He
supposed it didn’t make a difference.
Calisto didn’t mind
Emma’s presence disturbing his peace, either.
“Calisto?” Emma asked
softly.
“Hmm?”
Her hand rested on his
thigh, and Calisto jerked in the seat at the innocent touch. The problem was,
her touch couldn’t be innocent at all. Not with the way he currently felt, the
things he had done, or the lines he had already crossed with a mighty “fuck
you.” He hadn’t been expecting it, and he didn’t even hear Emma move in her seat.
Calisto barely had the
chance to spin around and face Emma again before her mouth pressed against his.
It was soft at first, smooth like her plump lips, and then her fingers dug into
his leg like she was demanding something from him.
He didn’t know what it
was.
Instinctively, Calisto
wanted to push her away. He wanted to kiss her back, too. The crazy side of his
brain won, the side that listened to his selfish wants and not his needs.
Or maybe he needed it,
too.
Calisto didn’t know.
But he did grab onto
Emma’s dress. He fisted the fabric around his taut knuckles, and pulled her a
little closer. His tongue swept the seam of her lips, wanting more, needing to
be deeper, seeking her heat and taste.
A little wouldn’t hurt,
right?
Just a little more.
Emma sighed a sweet
sound, giving into his unspoken demand by parting her lips. Calisto took the
offering for what it was, kissed her harder, and let his tongue war with hers
until she was gasping for air. Pulling away enough to catch a breath, Emma
tipped her head up and hummed.
Calisto couldn’t help
himself but lean forward and kiss her chin.
He was fucking stupid.
Why did she make him so stupid?
“I should go in and say
goodbye,” he heard Emma say.
Calisto was too
distracted by the flimsy fabric of her dress in his hands. A little pull with
just enough strength and he knew that the dress would rip. She was close, and
he could grab her around the waist before pulling her into the backseat.
The windows were tinted.
No one would see.
A little more wouldn’t
hurt.
#EMMASORRENTO
#CALISTODONATI
About Bethany-Kris
Bethany-Kris
is a Canadian author, lover of much, and mother to three 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. To keep up-to-date with
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