Ruthless King Extended Excerpt – The Surprise

Ruthless King (Mice and Men Book 1)

Blurb:

After a decade spent claiming a throne for himself in the seething violence of the criminal underbelly, all Donatello Vanici craves now is peace.

Only a union forged between his heir and the most powerful mafiya family in existence could ever be strong enough to end the bloodshed for good, but the Stepanov head resists his overtures at every turn… 

Until tragedy strikes, and forces Donatello’s hand.

Haunted by a past that dogs her every thought, Willow Stepanov will do anything for the man who adopted her—until a chance encounter with the enemy lands her right in the middle of a dangerous power struggle and a war that grows more violent and vicious each day.

But it’s not just her future her captor holds hostage.

He is a man with nothing left to lose—while she may just lose everything. 

Her life, her family, and her heart…

Mice and Men is a new standalone series in the War of Roses Universe.

Extended Excerpt – The Surprise

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As he turns on his heel, he adds over his shoulder. “Oh, and Vin made me promise not to tell you, but he’s already used my card to charge a special gift to help cheer you up. It’s in your room.”

He winks, and I’m genuinely unnerved. Vin and Fabio’s “gifts” are rarely of the desirable variety. But hell, at least I’m distracted by the prospect enough to take another drink and clear my head.

“It better not be another glitter bomb or whatever the fuck those things are called,” I grumble, cringing at the memory of the pink sparkles I’d spent weeks trying to wash from my hair the last time the pair felt benevolent enough to give me a present.

Fabio just laughs. “Goodnight.”

When I finally tear myself away from the bar, I approach the group of rooms we rented on the hotel’s top floor. It was an expense well worth Vin’s supposed introduction to high society. I even gave him the pick of the lot with encouragement to enjoy himself with whoever he chose.

Deep down, I know the boy is too much of a goody-goody to take me up on the offer. In contrast to his, my room is a simple suite. I enter it, scanning the narrow space for any hint of Vin’s “present.”

I don’t have to look too hard. On the bed is a silver tray sporting a small white cake, upon which someone wrote in blood-red icing the phrase, “Best Papa.” Surrounding it is a crudely formed smiley face crafted out of what appears to be silver condom wrappers and a handful of the best damn cigars money can buy.

“Little bastard,” I scoff, swiping my finger through a dollop of icing. I’m smiling as I sample the taste. It isn’t bad, though it could be made of shit, and I’d appreciate it no less.

My boy. God bless his devious little soul.

Though maybe more devious than I thought…

A flicker of movement makes me pivot, instinctively reaching for my—still empty—pocket. The lack of a weapon I can easily rectify the second I can get to the safe in the closet. Though, as my eyes narrow over the intruder standing in the corner of the room, I let my hands fall, all thoughts of fighting forgotten.

Damn. An appreciative whistle escapes me as I stand straighter and inspect my visitor fully. For the first night in a while, I wholeheartedly regret dulling my senses with so much alcohol.

That’s the only explanation for why I might have overlooked the woman watching me from beside the bed. Slender and blond with dark eyes that swallow most of her delicate face, she brings a new meaning to the term present.

“Vinny, Vinny, Vinny,” I murmur on a long exhale as my gaze drinks her in. While a bit on the thin side, a tight black dress clings to her like a second skin, revealing more than enough curves to work with. Perky little breasts and a nice round ass to start.

My cock stirs for the first time in weeks, and the sensation triggers a legitimate concern. How long has it been since my last lay?

Too damn long.

“What a damn fine son you are, my boy!” Appreciation thickens my tone, but the blond doesn’t simper in gratitude for the compliment.

Instead, she raises her hand, and I stiffen as the light glints off the object she holds. I recognize the shape instantly, and—if anything—my pulse surges faster, excitement heightening my senses to a manic state of amusement.

The little minx has a knife.

After a decade spent claiming a throne for himself in the seething violence of the criminal underbelly, all Donatello Vanici craves now is peace.

Only a union forged between his heir and the most powerful mafiya family in existence could ever be strong enough to end the bloodshed for good, but the Stepanov head resists his overtures at every turn… 

Until tragedy strikes, and forces Donatello’s hand.

Haunted by a past that dogs her every thought, Willow Stepanov will do anything for the man who adopted her—until a chance encounter with the enemy lands her right in the middle of a dangerous power struggle and a war that grows more violent and vicious each day.

But it’s not just her future her captor holds hostage.

He is a man with nothing left to lose—while she may just lose everything. 

Her life, her family, and her heart…

Mice and Men is a new standalone series in the War of Roses Universe.

With all hope of the peace shattered beyond redemption, Donatello Vanici is waging his most violent, bloody war yet. 

And caught in the heart of the carnage is Willow Stepanova, the adopted daughter of his dangerous enemy and the girl who once adored him to the depths of her soul. 

Torn between her loyalty to her family and her volatile connection to Donatello, Willow quickly realizes that it’s not just her life at stake in this vicious battle…

But what will be left of her in the end?

Mice and Men is a new standalone series in the War of Roses Universe.

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