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Aurora
Rose Reynolds
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Blurb
Distraction: The
great intensity, novelty, or attractiveness of something other than the object
of attention.
Sven is a man who
takes pride in his ability to separate himself from his emotions. He's a man
who knows who he is and where he’s going in life, a man who needs no one,
because needing someone, anyone, is a weakness.
His past taught him
love isn’t enough.
Maggie wants the
happily ever after, but has never picked the right men, or stuck around long
enough, to build a forever. It’s always been easier to get out early, before
emotions make things messy.
When Maggie wakes
up naked in Sven’s bed, with no memory of the night before, these two must be
honest about their feelings and face their fears, so they can build a future
together.
Will love be enough
for them to get their happy ending together, or will a
threat from outside
strike them down before they ever have a chance?
EXCERPT
“Fuck
no,” I snap, loosening my tie. The last assistant I had ended up being a
clusterfuck. The woman was pissed that I wouldn’t fuck her. I finally had to
fire her ass when she brought another woman up to my office and proceeded to
try and get me to join them on my couch when I walked in on them half naked.
Work is work. Yes, I might invite women up to fuck, but never anyone I work
with.
“It’s
not like she’s your type,” he says, and I feel my jaw tick. “Besides, if she’s
up here with you, she’ll stop harassing the women down there.” He nods toward
where she’s sitting and my eyes follow the movement, seeing her talking to a girl
who looks a little startled by whatever it is Maggie is telling her.
“It’s
not happening. You guys need to keep her out of the club,” I tell him, turning
away from the window.
“Just
saying it would be a good way to keep an eye on her,” he gripes, patting my
shoulder before leaving my office and closing the door behind him.
Letting
out a frustrated breath, I turn away from the window and try to focus on all
the shit I need to get done.
“Yeah,”
I pick up my desk phone when it beeps and looking at the clock, seeing that an
hour has passed since Teo left.
“Look
out your window,” Zack says, and I spin my chair around and scan the floor,
wondering what he wants me to see. Then I spot Maggie with a man’s head tucked
under her arm as she leads him toward the front of the club, with Lane and Zack
following closely behind them.
“What
the fuck is going on?”
“That
guy tried to put something in some chick’s drink, and Maggie saw him and went
postal on his ass,” he explains almost proudly.
“Jesus
Christ, what the fuck do I pay you for?” I gripe.
“I
saw the whole thing. I was getting ready to step in when she stood up on her
barstool, jumped on the guy’s back, and then did some fucking ninja shit,
wrapping her arm around the guy’s head and forcing him to his knees. She won’t
let him go. She said she wants to ask him some questions.”
“I’m
on my way down,” I say, slamming down the phone and jerking open the door to my
office, taking the stairs two at a time. Reaching the front of the club, I see
Zack holding the guy and Lane’s arms wrapped around Maggie’s waist, trying to
drag her away. What the fuck is going on?” I roar, and all eyes come to me
except Maggie’s, who takes the opportunity to grab the man’s ear and twist,
making him drop hard to the ground on his knees.
“You
think it’s funny to drug innocent women, you flaming turd bucket?” she yells,
hitting the top of the guy’s bald head, and Zack chuckles along with Lane, but
I don’t see one damn thing that’s funny about this shit.
“Maggie,
let him go and come here,” I growl, and she raises her eyes to meet mine,
looking startled.
“He—”
“I
said get your ass over here now!” I yell, cutting her off and feeling the vein
in my neck bulge as I point to the ground at my feet.
“Fine.”
She pouts, letting the guy go, walking sullenly toward me as Zack pulls the man
to his feet, taking him with him around the corner, with Lane following behind
them with his phone to his ear. I’m sure they are going to have a talk and wait
for the cops.
“Let’s
go,” I say, wrapping my hand around the back of her neck, leading her through
the club and up the stairs to my office. Sitting her in the chair in front of
my desk, I walk over to the cabinets where I keep my personal bottle of scotch
and pull out the cap. I then lift the bottle to my lips, taking a swig while
trying to calm down.
“Alcohol
isn’t good for you,” she informs me as I take a seat behind my desk.
“Do
I look like I give a fuck about that?” I ask her, taking another swig.
“You
might not care about what it can do to your body right now, but you may want to
know that it lowers sperm count and stamina in the long run.”
“Jesus.”
I shake my head and rub my eyes in aggravation.
“Just
saying it’s not good for you,” she mutters, dropping her eyes to her lap.
“What
happened downstairs isn’t okay, Mags.”
“Maggie,”
she corrects, still not looking at me.
“Whatever,”
I drone, taking another swig. “You could have gotten hurt.”
“I
have a black belt—”
“Look
at me,” I demand, cutting her off and slamming the bottle down on the top of
the desk, waiting for her eyes to meet mine. “You could have gotten hurt or
worse. Do you understand that? He could have had a weapon on him.”
“You
don’t understand,” she whispers as tears fill her eyes, but I harden myself
against them, needing her to understand this isn’t a fucking movie. This is
real life, and there are bad—really fucking bad—people in this world.
“You’re
not allowed on the club floor anymore,” I state firmly.
“I’m
going to find the guys who hurt my sister,” she states, and I see the determination
in her eyes that make me proud and pissed at the same time.
“If
you come, you come to my office, and if something happens down there”—I point
to the club floor over my shoulder—“you’ll be the first to know.”
“Why
would I come to your office? I need to be at the bar where I can see what’s
going on.”
“You
just got the job as my new assistant,” I tell her, watching her frown while
wondering what the fuck I’m doing. This chick is a distraction I do not need
right now, or ever for that matter.
“I
already have a job,” she says as her frown grows deeper.
“Well,
quit. You’re here every night, Mags, and you don’t leave ‘til the club closes
at one. I can tell by the bags under your eyes that you’re exhausted.”
“Why
would you want me to work here?” Now, isn’t that the million dollar question?
“Either
take me up on my offer, or I’m going to have a restraining order placed against
you and you won’t be allowed within a few hundred feet of the club.” I shrug like it’s all the same to me.
“You
know this is malarkey, right?” she stands and I take her in fully for the first
time tonight. Her loose, sheer, black dress is cinched with a thin belt
emphasizing the dip in her waist between her full hips and breasts. Her hair is
down in a mass of messy waves, and her makeup is subtle but still draws
attention to her eyes, which look even more golden now that she’s standing in
front of me looking pissed off.
“I’m
not messing around with you anymore either. You take me up on my deal, or I’ll
call the police and have them escort you off the premises,” I tell her,
ignoring the fact I’m getting hard just looking at her.
“This
is total crap,” she mumbles, looking around before meeting my eyes again.
“Take
it or leave it.”
“Jeez,
can I have a second to think?” she cries, and I feel my lips twitch, so I rub
my hand down over my mouth to hide it.
“Ten,”
I state, watching her eyes narrow. “Nine…eight…seven…” I continue counting,
watching as she looks at me like she’s ready to kill me. “Six,” I raise a brow.
“Five…”
“Fine!”
she yells when I open my mouth to finish my countdown.
“Thought
so,” I say triumphantly.
“You’re such a…you’re such a bigasterd,” she
growls.
“A
what?” I ask, and I can’t help it, I laugh at that one.
“When
do I start?” she asks, ignoring my question while red spreads across her cheeks
and down her neck.
“Tomorrow.
Be here at five, and I’ll show you around the club and tell you your
responsibilities.”
Additional
Books in the Underground Kings Series
Assumption
(Book 1)
Obligation
(Book 2)
About the Author:
Aurora Rose Reynolds is a navy brat who's husband served in the United States Navy. She has lived all over the country but now resides in New York City with her Husband and pet fish. She's married to an alpha male that loves her as much as the men in her books love their women. He gives her over the top inspiration everyday. In her free time she reads, writes and enjoys going to the movies with her husband and cookie. She also enjoys taking mini weekend vacations to nowhere, or spends time at home with friends and family. Last but not least she appreciates everyday and admires it's beauty.
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Distraction by Aurora Rose Reynolds
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
I liked this book a lot. There were a few things I had trouble with, but overall it was a great storyline. I enjoyed the characters, and it kept me interested. The trope with the manwhore and the virgin is a little cliché, but with Aurora's writing, it did not feel that way when I read it. My biggest issue is I felt like everything was rushed. I felt like the feelings and the relationship were pushed really fast and I felt like there were some scenes that could have been addressed but were passed over. However, this was a great book and I love Aurora Rose Reynolds' writing and I would still recommend it.
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