STEEL

by J.L. Lora
The Trinity, #3
Publication Date: March 6, 2018
Genres: Adult, Romantic Suspense, Cartel, Organized Crime

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SYNOPSIS:

Only the Devil you know has the power to really hurt you.

Strong, daring, and loyal to a fault, Amelia Solis is the soul of The Trinity. Yet, this leader of New York’s top cartel has become a pawn in the game of revenge. All to hurt Leandro, the man she wants more than life but cannot be with.

The enemy’s always watching, biding his time.

Leandro Masseur, Lieutenant in the McLean crime family, earned his position through loyalty, shrewd business, and ruthlessness. His enemies never see the bullet until it’s ready to lodge between their eyes. When a dead woman is found in Amelia’s bed, his world is flipped off its axis.

Their Devil knows what buttons to push.

Four women will die before a killer finishes a macabre target list, with Amelia as his crown piece. Leandro and Amelia must dodge the barrage of bullets and bombs to keep her safe. Tragedy has left them scarred and broken. But love won’t be denied, won’t wait, and Leandro won’t stop fighting for a chance. The only woman he’s ever loved has been marked for death. Leandro won’t let that happen.

EXCERPT

The Coven always makes me feel more in control. Our lounge is a reminder of how far we’ve come and everything we worked so hard for. Here in the Queen Anne chair, behind the massive desk, and surrounded by everything Carissa, Gia, and I built together, I’m Mel of The Trinity. Not Amelia Solis, a clusterfuck in human form.

That holds me together, so I can look into Gon’s eyes. He’d lost Byanca today but he’s still here, taking care of business without visible proof of the tears he’d shed earlier, when we had a moment alone, and we’d commiserated like only two people who lost someone they love can. But pain was there, flooding his gaze like a lighthouse lamp in the dead of night.

Everyone stares at me and I clear my throat. “We will need extra people around the perimeter of the lounge. We have to be diligent. If you think something looks weird, say something. Also, let’s be discreet. We don’t need our customers to feel…”

The door swings open, ushering in a gust of wind, and crashes against the wall behind it. I wrap my arms around my stomach, bracing for what’s coming. My body senses his presence before I see him. It’s like every pore, every vein, every muscle in me screams, he’s here.

He stalks through the door, all six-foot-four and two-hundred-twenty-five delicious pounds of warm brown skin. His burnt amber eyes are set on me, like he knows just where to find me in the room. My heart rattles like loose change in a piggy bank. The sight of him is like a shot of dark liquor because everything goes hazy and I feel drunk.

He doesn’t stop walking, making a beeline for me, not even stopping to kick the rest of the people out of the room. “Leave us.” His order, in an ultra-low tone, makes everyone scramble in a matter of seconds.

I snap out of the trance. “You don’t get to order my people around, Leandro. You’re not anyone’s second-in-command here.”

He keeps coming for me, ignoring my words and the space I’m trying to put between us with my extended palm. He snatches me into his arms, his lips crashing against mine. I taste his hunger and desperation. His mouth moves over mine and I get a taste of everything I deny myself, everything I try to forget, and the impotence that eats at me day after day. I taste Leandro.

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