AN INDECENT PROPOSAL
by Katee Robert
When a no strings
attached arrangement turns into something more, Cillian O’Malley and Olivia
Rashidi must overcome the family ties that bind them. Fans of Jackie Ashenden’s Make You Mine and
Kresley Cole’s The Master, will devour the super steamy and fast paced third
book, An Indecent Proposal in the wildly popular O’ Malley series by NYT and
USA Today Bestselling Author Katee Robert.
Title:
An Indecent Proposal
Author:
Katee Robert
Series:
The O’Malley Series #3
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
Release Date:
August 30, 2016
Publisher: Grand
Central Publishing- Forever
Synopsis:
Greed. Ambition. Violence. Those are the "values" Olivia
Rashidi learned from her Russian mob family-and the values she must leave
behind for the sake of her daughter. When she meets Cillian O'Malley, she
recognizes the red flag of his family name . . . yet she still can't stop
herself from seeing the smoldering, tortured man. To save her family, Olivia
sets out to discover Cillian's own secrets, but the real revelation is how
fast-and how hard-she's falling for him.
Plagued by a violent past, Cillian is more vulnerable than anyone
realizes. Anyone except Olivia, whose beauty, compassion, and pride have him at
"hello," even if she's more inclined to say good-bye to an O'Malley.
While his proposal of sex with no strings seems simple, what he feels for her
isn't, especially after he learns that she belongs to a rival crime family.
Cillian knows that there is no escape from the life, but Olivia may be worth
trying and dying for . . .
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New
York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Katee Robert learned to
tell her stories at her grandpa’s knee. She found romance novels at age twelve
and it changed her life. When not writing sexy contemporary and speculative
fiction romance novels, she spends her time playing imaginary games with her
wee ones, driving her husband batty with what-if questions, and planning for
the inevitable zombie apocalypse. Connect with Katee at: Website | Facebook | Twitter| GoodReads | Instagram |
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Excerpt
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“Hey, stop!”
She ran after him, thankful she’d put on her
badass studded boots instead of the pair of heels she’d been jonesing after. An
eight-hour shift on her feet would have her hating herself if she’d gone with
the pretty shoes—and they would have made it impossible to catch up with the
O’Malley.
She grabbed his arm and froze at the feel of his
muscles flexing in her grip. Holy wow.
He finally turned to face her and it struck her
that, without the bar between them, he was so much larger than she was. Not
large like her ex, Sergei—this man was built lean instead of for brute
strength—but he still dwarfed her. And he smelled good, like some kind of spicy
men’s cologne that instantly had her thinking thoughts she had no business
entertaining.
Like what it would be like to bury her nose in his
neck and inhale deeply. The insane desire to do so almost overwhelmed her.
Everything about
him was overwhelming, from his beautiful face, to his impeccably styled dark
hair, to the tattoos peeking out of his clothes at neck and wrists. The ink
creeping up the side of his neck was like a wild thing trying to escape from
his insanely expensive suit, a strange combination of brutal strength and
poised polish that she should have known better than to be attracted to.
Except, apparently, her body hadn’t gotten the
memo.
She realized she was still clutching his arm and
made herself let go so she could offer back the cash. Right, because that’s
why you chased him down a dark street. “I don’t want your money.”
“It’s called a tip, sweetheart. It’s just good
manners.”
“I don’t want it.” Even as she said it, she
wondered why she was being so damn stubborn about this. He hadn’t asked
anything of her. All he’d done was throw too much money at a bartender, which
was something plenty of drunks did from time to time. Except he wasn’t drunk.
She should be elated at having the extra cash—God knew she needed it. Instead,
there was a growing recklessness in her chest, one she’d thought she’d outgrown
a long time ago. “Just take it, okay?”
“No.” His gaze narrowed on her face, giving her
the sudden thought that he saw too much. Before she could decide what to do
with that, he moved closer, giving her another whiff of that cologne that made
her whole body break out in goose bumps. Or maybe it was the man himself, the
streetlights creating a skeleton’s mask of his face, turning his eyes into dark
pits of shadows. “Why do you care so much?”
“Oh my God, just take it back.” She should drop
the cash and head for home. Or, hell, at least take a few steps away so that
she wasn’t in danger of brushing against him if she took a deep breath.
But she couldn’t force her hand to unclench or her
feet to create any distance between them. She cleared her throat, trying to get
her thoughts back on track. “I didn’t ask for your charity.”
“Yeah, I got it. You win. I’m an asshole.”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Not in so many words, no.” His gaze raked her
body much the same way it had back at the bar, making every alarm in her head
go off. Spending any more time in this man’s presence was dangerous, though she
couldn’t say for sure what she was most afraid of. She lifted her chin in
challenge, demanding…She wasn’t sure what she was demanding. Her gaze dropped
to his mouth, and she licked her lips. What am I doing? Walk away. Walk away
right now.
No. Not yet.
He murmured, “If the shoe fits…”
And then he gripped her jaw and kissed her.
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