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New York Times and
USA Today bestselling author Katee Robert delivers the final installment in her
sizzling O'Malleys family series, hailed as "The Godfather meets Romeo
& Juliet." In THE BASTARD’S BARGAIN Dmitri Romanov must use his
legendary focus and control to stay one step ahead of everyone else in the
ever-shifting power plays of New York City.
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“The Bastard's Bargain presents a seductive escape and a
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“Keira and Dmitri are everything. What develops between them
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connect is beyond sexy. It’s something deep and dark and heartbreakingly
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Title: The
Bastard’s Bargain
Author: Katee
Robert
Genre: Dark Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February
6, 2018
Publisher: Grand
Central/Forever
Series: The
O’Malleys
Format: Digitial
and Print
ASIN: B071ZYWPL5
Synopsis:
Married to the
enemy
When Keira O'Malley was a child, she used to picture her perfect wedding.
The flowers. The dress. Her husband. But nothing could have prepared her for
saying "I do" to Dmitri Romanov-cold, domineering, and always one
step ahead of everyone else in the ever-shifting power plays of New York City.
She agreed to his bargain to secure peace for her family, and she may want the
bastard more than she'd ever admit, but she'll be damned if she'll make this
marriage easy for him.
Dmitri knows better than to underestimate Keira for one second. Molten
desire smolders between them, a dangerous addiction neither can resist. But his
enemies are already on the move, and he needs every ounce of his legendary
focus and control to keep them alive. Keira could just be his secret weapon-if
she doesn't bring him to his knees first.
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The Bastard’s Bargain Excerpt
Copyright © 2018 Katee Robert
Dmitri Romanov didn’t permit
himself to breathe a sigh of relief. This was only the first step in a path
that could potentially span years. It didn’t matter. Keira was here—was his. He had time.
He watched her look around the
inside of the town car, cataloging everything with those witchy hazel eyes of
hers. The faint scent of pot filled the car, giving evidence to what she’d been
up to when he called. The woman was a mess, but he’d known that from the moment
he met her. Dmitri didn’t do projects. He preferred to be the one holding all
the cards—it allowed him to anticipate how the people around him would act in
any given situation.
He’d never been able to
anticipate Keira. Not from the moment she picked his pocket and walked away
from him as if she didn’t give a fuck about the danger he posed to her.
Likely because she has a goddamn death wish.
He’d deal with that, just like
he’d deal with the rest of Keira’s issues. In time.
Right that moment, time was
the one thing they didn’t have. Keira’s oldest brother would be returning to
Boston within hours, and Dmitri fully intended to marry her before Aiden
realized she was gone. It was significantly more difficult to oust a wife than
it was a fiancée.
He had Keira now. He wasn’t
going to let anyone take her.
She kicked her feet out,
propping her chunky black boots on the seat. The long line of her bare legs
drew his gaze up to her tiny sleep shorts. They were barely more than
underwear, hugging her hips and ass. Her shirt wasn’t much better, for all that
it was long-sleeved. It revealed a slice of pale stomach and was fitted enough
that he had absolutely no doubts about the fact that Keira wore no bra. Her
small breasts pressed against the fabric, and she shivered beneath the weight
of his gaze.
Get control of yourself. He leaned forward and nudged her
boots back to the floorboard. Taking Keira was part of the plan—fucking her in
the backseat was not. “There’s no
need for an adolescent tantrum.”
She laughed, the sound rough and
pain filled. “God, would you listen to yourself? You just showed up at my
window to lure me into the night—to a chapel—and
now you’re bitching about my shoes on the seats? Russian, you have your
priorities seriously out of order.” She flicked her long hair off her shoulder.
She’d dyed it a harsh blond that seemed designed to highlight how unhealthily
skinny she’d become in the last year.
She’s spiraling.
Not anymore.
“Our current situation is no
reason to throw propriety out the window.” He sounded stuffy, and he hated it,
but with her sitting so close, wearing clothing she’d just been sleeping
in…Dmitri dragged in a breath. “Keep your shoes on the floor.”
“Or what?” She turned to face
him. The move pulled her shirt even tighter against her chest, revealing the
faintest outline of her nipples. Keira saw where his gaze went, and gave a
bitter smile. “All the games, all the bullshit, and that hasn’t changed.” She leaned forward and hooked his collar with
her finger, drawing him closer despite himself. “Tell me something, Romanov.”
“Hmm?” He dragged his gaze up
to her mouth. The wicked curve of her lips was matched only by the words she
threw into the space between them with such abandon. The woman wouldn’t know
caution if it slapped her in the face.
“You’re dragging me to your
cave to be your Bride of Frankenstein.” She shifted closer, her bare leg
sliding over his slacks until her thigh came into contact with his cock.
He should move her. Set her
back and explain that no matter what she thought of the situation, she wasn’t in control. But the ring he’d
put on her finger winked at him, a reminder that Keira wasn’t the sister of his
enemy anymore. She was his.
Or she would be in a few short
hours.
He bracketed her thigh with a
hand, keeping her in place, but didn’t touch her anywhere else. There was no
masking his reaction to her, not in their position. Dmitri didn’t bother
trying. “Calling me Frankenstein is more than a bit dramatic.”
She looked up at him, her eyes
holding a question he didn’t have a satisfying answer to. “I think it’s time to
stop being in denial, don’t you?”
He recognized the direction
she was headed. “You know I want you. I wouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t.”
Just like that, the shutters
slammed down on her expression. She sat back and he let her go, watching her
pull herself together. Her spine went ramrod straight, and she stared at the
back of the driver’s head rather than at Dmitri. She crossed her arms over her
chest. “No lies between us. That’s what you said. You want me, sure, but don’t
pretend any of this bullshit has to do with sex. You need to prove what an
international badass you are by marrying the sister of your enemy. An eye for
an eye—a wife and a sister. Remember?”
He knew exactly what she was
quoting. The note he’d had delivered to Aiden O’Malley just over a year ago. By my count, you owe me both a wife and a
sister. I’ll be content with one of yours. He hadn’t realized Keira had seen it.
Twin possibilities spun out between them. She was scared and vulnerable,
and if he told her that it was her he wanted and not what she represented, she
would believe him. It would even be the truth, at least in part. He hadn’t been
able to get Keira out of his head from the moment he met her, and he’d
manipulated events to ensure they reached this exact moment.
Telling her that wasn’t telling her the full truth, though. This wasn’t
some great love story where he’d been pining for her while her family kept them
apart. Dmitri wanted her, yes. He craved the feeling of her body beneath his
hands, her taste on his tongue, and her smart mouth around his cock.
But his craving her had no real relevance in the grand scheme of
things. He needed one of the O’Malley daughters to regain his status after the
blows the family had dealt him over the last two years. Keira was the only
option left.
Liar.
It didn’t matter what the truth was, full or otherwise. What mattered
was ensuring Keira toed the line. He sat back, trying to ignore the throbbing
of his cock, and studied her. “You knew what this was when you climbed out your
window and stepped between me and your brother.”
She finally met his gaze, her hazel eyes
fiery in their defiance. “Yes, I did.”
Read all the books in The
O’Malleys Series
About Katee Robert
New
York Times and USA
TODAY bestselling author Katee Robert learned to tell her stories at her
grandpa’s knee. Her 2015 title, The Marriage Contract, was a RITA finalist, and
RT Book Reviews named it 'a compulsively readable book with just the
right amount of suspense and tension." When not writing
sexy contemporary and romantic suspense, she spends her time playing imaginary
games with her children, driving her husband batty with what-if questions, and
planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.
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