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The Vendetta, Blood Vows-Book One

Series: Blood Vows , Book 1.0
By: E. Jamie | Other books by E. Jamie
Published By: E. Jamie
Published: Jul 04, 2013
ISBN # 97809920463
Word Count: 91,000
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Categories: Romance>Drama Romance>Contemporary Romance>Erotic Romance

Description
Mob princess Brianna O'Reiley has just discovered she is pregnant. What should be a joyous occasion is actually a nightmare because she knows that the father is not the husband she recently lost in a mob ordered murder, but Alessandro Dardano, the son of mob boss Bernardo Dardano, her family's greatest enemy.

Brianna and Alessandro shared one night of passion after taking shelter in a snow storm, neither knowing the other's identity, that they were the children of families who have had a blood soaked vendetta between them for the past fifty years.

Alessandro Dardano, has returned to New York from running his father’s business overseas to take his place as Bernardo’s successor. The passion he and Brianna generate between them make him question his loyalty to his father, but even more, the love he feels for her makes him want to do whatever he must to make Brianna his, despite her last name.

Brianna, who has vowed to make Bernardo pay for his part in her husband's murder, is torn between the searing love she feels for Alessandro and her desire for vengeance.

Will this baby bring the two families together, or will he be the lit fuse in an explosion of violence that destroys both sides forever?
 
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Excerpt:
“Well, this is hardly how I imagined our reunion” Alessandro said, pulling up a chair and sitting next to her bed.
“Really? And how exactly did you and Bernardo plan this moment?” Bree spat.
“I’ve missed you so much, Brianna,” he reached for her hand, but she jerked away from him.
“It’s Bree,” she spat, the sound of him using her full first name giving her a strange shiver.
“Yes. I know. Bree O’Reiley,” he said her last name like it was a dirty word. “Brianna Francesca O’Reiley Donovan. Daughter of John and Angela O’Reiley, wife of-“
“So help me, if you say his name, I will kill you,” Bree hissed.
“I know what you must be thinking,”
“Oh, believe me, you have no idea.”
“I had no idea that my father was the man behind your husband’s death. I promise you,”
“Bull!” Bree spat. “You were in on it the whole time. That’s why we met. That’s why you slept with me and that’s why…” she caught herself before she told him about the baby.
“Don’t do this. Don’t let your hatred for my father blind you to what we have between us.”
“We have nothing!” Bree reached out and slapped him with all her might. He couldn’t know the baby she carried was his. Not ever.
Alessandro’s dark eyes flashed angrily at her for a split second, making Bree’s insides tense in anticipation of his rage, but then he smiled at her, his hand going to her thigh. “Well, I was hoping we’d get to know each other a little better before delving into S & M, but I’m game if you are, sunshine.”
“I want you to get out,”
“And I want you naked screaming my name, now that you know it,” Alessandro growled, leaning in so that his breath brushed across her face in a tantalizing caress.
Bree shoved at him. “You’re delusional.”
“Now, let’s get down to more important matters, shall we? I think we should discuss names, don’t you? Let’s not leave it until the last minute or the poor lad will be stuck with something like Jacob or John and please, no original names like Moon Zappa or any of that nonsense, eh?”
“What the- What?” Bree asked, feeling the beginnings of a migraine coming on. He couldn’t possibly be talking about her baby. He couldn’t possibly know that she was-
“The dark haired woman out there…Marsha or something,”
“Meggie,” Bree corrected.
“That’s it. Yes, she mentioned your delicate condition when you were brought in.” Alessandro gave her a wide smile. “I admit at first I was dreading this moment, but knowing that you’re going to be the child’s mother…do you believe in fate, Brianna?”
“I believe in this nurse call button thingy-“She held up the call button, her thumb hovering over the top. Oh, God, he knew about the baby. He knew she was pregnant. Okay…okay… Bree closed her eyes, forcing herself to calm down so that her panic wouldn’t show. Think, Bree, think! When all else fails, deny, deny, deny. She forced a laugh. “Wait, hang on, you don’t…think it’s…yours, do you?”
“Of course it’s mine,” he insisted, his jaw clenching at her laughter.
“Sorry to burst your bubble, Alessandro. Well, no, I’m really not, but this baby isn’t yours. It’s Michael’s, my husband, remember him? The man you killed?”
“I didn’t kill your precious Michael, Brianna,” Alessandro assured her.
“Right and you didn’t set out to seduce me as some kind of sick plot your father dreamed up. I remember what you told me, Alessandro. You don’t disobey your father, no matter what he asks you. Let’s get one thing clear. Whether you knew about it or not, your family killed my husband. And if it’s the last thing I do, I will make you pay for that. I will make it my life’s mission to destroy every single Dardano.”
Alessandro held up a hand. “Hang on a second, I admit the Dardanos hold a lot of power in this world, but we can hardly manufacture snow storms and random car accidents.”
“Well, Bernardo thinks he’s a god, so I wouldn’t put it past him.”
“You’re the one who saved my life, remember? I would hardly send myself into the path of an oncoming car as some part of my father’s manipulation.”
“Well, believe me, if I knew who you were when I saw you in that car-“
“What?” Alessandro dared, his eyes wide and challenging. “You would have left me in there to die?”
“Yes!” she hissed.
“Liar!” he snapped. “You would have saved me even if you knew I was a Dardano because you know that deep down, we’re connected you and I. We were meant to crash into each other on that road. We were meant to take shelter from the storm, and we were meant to make love because we are meant to be together. This child is proof of that. I’m always careful. I had no desire for some bored socialite I slept with to try and use a child to get at my family’s millions. Always, but what happened to me when I met you, you changed everything for me. You reached in and turned me completely inside out, Brianna. No games. No lies. I lov-“
“Oh, God, no!” Bree pleaded, terrified what he would do to her if he said the words, how those words would make her feel. She didn’t want him to love her. She couldn’t love a Dardano, and he couldn’t love an O’Reiley. That was the world she understood, and it had already been turned upside down in so many ways. She needed this one constant. She needed her hate like a shield. “Please don’t say the words. Look Alessandro, you and I both agreed that what happened between us was a one time thing-“
“That was before I couldn’t stop thinking about you. It was a ridiculous agreement, and one I don’t plan to make again. I made you mine that night, Brianna, in the most fundamental way possible. And I mean to claim you now.”
She clenched her eyes tight. “Claim me? What am I, a poodle?” Then she studied him as something he’d said earlier came back to her. “Wait a minute. What was that part about, me being the child’s mother? As opposed to who?”
Alessandro shook his head. “It’s not important now. Brianna, all that matters is that-“
“No, no, no. Tell me. I wanna know. And stop calling me that. It’s Bree. Got it? Bree, Bree, Bree,”
Alessandro grimaced. “Brie, is a type of cheese. It is not a name befitting the future Mrs Dardano.”
Bree stared at him. She’d almost be impressed with his open, caveman gall if she wasn’t about ready to tear her hair out. “The future Mrs. What Now?”
“Well, we’ll have to get married of course. Before the baby comes.”
“Oh, my God. Alessandro. Do you need me to get a blow horn to scream into your thick skull? This baby is not yours! Not. N-O-T.”
“Prove it,” Alessandro said leaning back in his seat as if he asking her to tea.
“Excuse me?” Bree asked, a nervous shudder going down her back.
“We can have a D.N.A test done as soon as possible.”
“What? No! You have no right to demand anything from me, and stop trying to distract me. What were you talking about earlier?” Bree asked, hoping to distract him.
“It’s irrelevant now, darling. You are the O’Reiley I would have chosen anyway.”
“What does that mean? If the accident was so random as you keep claiming, then what?”
Alessandro sighed. “Fine, but I want you to keep yourself calm for the little one’s sake, all right?”
“Start talking,” Bree demanded, through clenched teeth.
“Very well. My father wanted me to come to New York City and impregnate one of the O’Reiley women to carry on the Dardano legacy. An act of vengeance against your family.”
Bree had no words. For one of the few times in her life, she was quite literally speechless. The…perversion of it all! The distorted, egomaniacal…insane…
She leaned in close to him and whispered, “If you don’t get out of here right now, I swear by my son Will out there, I will scream.” Then she began furiously pressing the nurse’s call button.
He not only didn’t get out, Alessandro grabbed the sides of her face and pulled her towards him, capturing her mouth with his.
Bree’s squeak of protest quickly turned into a whimper as his possession of her mouth went from hard and insistent to soft and thorough. She clenched her fists at her sides, the call bell forgotten as she tried to resist the urge to touch him. His tongue traced the roof of her mouth in a teasing motion. His fingers slid into her hair. Bree took a deep shaky breath, feeling her nerves being blasted in so many different directions. She hated him, she wanted him. He had to stop. Dear God, please don’t let him ever stop.

The Vendetta, Blood Vows-Book One

By: E. Jamie
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