Sneak Peeks into “The Hitman’s Rose”
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Rosaline Romano’s life has just been uprooted at the drop of a hat. Her plans for attending college in California like her older sisters have been ruined. And all thanks to the crime of the century. Now, she’s living behind the walls of the Tacchelli Family’s fortress. She’s safe but all alone. The only thing keeping her from going crazy is the mystery man, in the black suit, who she sees out in the garden clipping roses. Everything about him screams danger and sex; however, she can’t stop thinking about him.
Ademaro Bianchi is well-known for his skillset. It wasn’t his childhood dream to grow up and become the Tacchelli Family’s button— the man they call when they need something taken care of… for good. No. He had other dreams, but life lead him down a dark path and he’s been consumed with darkness ever since. Desperately, searching for the light at the end of the tunnel. And, then she came. Staring out the window in the garden as he tended to the roses. She’s off-limits but since when have rules stopped him?
Will Rosaline cross into the darkness? Will Ademaro step into the light? Or will they meet in the middle to find their happily-ever-after?
SNEAK PEEK ONE (Rosaline)
“You’re even more beautiful when you’re flustered,” he chuckles, calming my nerves.
“Keep making fun of me and I’m going to tell Giovanni you’re picking on his sweet, innocent goddaughter,” I stick out my tongue and he laughs more.
“Enjoy your coffee and book. We can talk more once we have you home safely,” he smiles then picks up the paper he had been reading earlier.
I know the paper is just a ruse because of the date on it and how he kept was on the same page for over an hour. I’m sure no one else noticed. I only noticed because I’ve been googly-eyes over him all morning. Trying to read my book has been almost impossible because my mind is consumed with wild thoughts of him.
Ademaro Bianchi, what spell did you cast on me?
SNEAK PEEK TWO (Ademaro)
We had returned to the compound over an hour ago. Giovanni had summoned Rosaline to his office the moment we arrived. No one was allowed in, not even a guard. It was just the two of them.
Out of all of the years being around Giovanni never had he had a one-on-one meeting with someone. Not even family. His meeting with Rosaline put my nerves on edge. I stood in the hallway calm on the surface but a ball of nerves on the inside.
Was Rosaline safe? Did Giovanni plan to harm her? Or maybe something else?
Get a fucking grip, I scolded myself. Giovanni wasn’t that type of man and I knew it. He cared deeply for Rosaline as though she was his daughter. I was just being a schmuck. A testosterone-charged, rage-filled, fucking schmuck.
The sound of the office door opening had those of us in the hallway standing tall. Rosaline appeared with Giovanni by her side. Rosaline’s eyes were red and puffy. She had been crying.
Instinctively, I wanted to reach for her, pull her against me, and tell her everything would be okay. However, my duty and loyalty to Giovanni had me frozen in place. Never had it been so hard to do what was expected of me. Choosing between Giovanni and Rosaline was like choosing between blood and air; both were necessary for life.
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