SERIES: Shamed
SERIES PLACEMENT: #2
AUTHOR: Laura Marie Altom
AGE GROUP: Adult
GENRE: Contemp. Romance
RELEASE DATE: Dec. 23, 2014
PUBLISHER: Loveswept
FORMAT: eBook
PAGES: Approx. 239
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BOOK BLURB:
Ella Patton and Liam Stone return in the breathtaking conclusion to the steamy, contentious love affair that began in Control.
Will you marry me? Those four little words should be a dream come true. But for Ella Patton, they’re the start of a waking nightmare. For despite the insatiable desire she feels for Liam Stone, marriage is out of the question—divorcing her abusive husband, Blaine, would be too dangerous to even contemplate. Besides, Ella couldn’t ask for anything more than the life she and Liam share: a scalding hot passion that’s totally outside the bounds of “I do.”
Liam has hit a brick wall. His fortune can’t buy Ella’s freedom from the oppressive monster the law recognizes as her husband. Blaine will take any opportunity to bring Ella back under his authority, no doubt exacting a terrible revenge as punishment for nearly slipping away. But Liam has a force greater than money and influence on his side: Ella’s love. She sparks his most unstoppable determination—and ignites pleasures that no man should be able to possess.
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EXCERPT
Ella’s beauty took my breath away. I wished I could forever freeze this moment, locking the two of us safely inside this cocoon. But the door all too soon opened, and I steered her with my hand on the small of her back into the party’s throbbing core.
I’d been to The Fairmont’s ballroom many times for many occasions, but this was my first time feeling a palpable excitement. Garrett had assured me that when she filed under grounds of cruel and inhuman treatment, obtaining Ella’s divorce would be no big deal; and since I had no reason to doubt his expertise in all things legal, I believed him that her case would be before a judge in sixty days. I knew Ell was scared, but it was my job to reassure her. Starting tonight—now—she’d become a card-carrying member of my world. The idea hit as both a shock to my system and a balm. Other than I suppose Owen, I hadn’t been part of a true family since my mother died. To know that from now until forever Ella would always be by my side was a heady rush.
Her divorce would be nothing more than a speed bump we’d need to roll over.
“Everything’s so shiny,” she said, her blue eyes wide while taking in the view. The vast room appeared to have been dusted in shimmering gold, from the balloons dangling from the ceiling to the elaborate orchid centerpieces gracing the tables. Onstage, Seal sang about roses, and laughing couples danced and sipped from champagne flutes and mingled with friends. Sting wasn’t scheduled to play for another hour. “Oooh, I love this song!” Ella took my hand, towing me onto the dance floor. Garrett had taken me to his apartment, where he cleaned the cut in my palm and found a Band-Aid to slap on.
I wouldn’t say he was happy about my decision to marry, but he did concede that marriage was preferable to my usual contracts.
I wanted to share our news with Owen and Natalie, but it could wait. At ten, the night was young and filled with possibilities. I settled my hands low on Ell’s hips, and she twined her arms around my neck, resting her cheek against my chest.
“I love you,” she said on the heels of a happy sigh.
“Love you, too.” Back in the elevator, I’d wanted to freeze time, but I changed my mind. I’d rather freeze this moment. Holding her made my heart sing. The two of us felt right in a way nothing had in a very long time. As we swayed to the music, I breathed her in. She smelled different—of lush perfume with deep, sweet floral undertones. When we’d first met, her scent had been simple. Clean. Now, my senses didn’t know her, but my body did. With her pressed against me, warming me, electrifying me, my every nerve ending came alive. I wanted her here—now. My cock ached, and I slid my hands to her ass, cinching her still closer, desperate to ease the pressure.
“Mmm . . .” she teased. “Is that a flashlight in your pocket, or are you happy to see me?”
I groaned when she cupped the source of my pleasurable pain. “Babe . . .”
When I closed my eyes, her Olive Garden stunt came rushing back. Too bad for me, there wasn’t a corner booth in sight.
“Want to go back upstairs?” She peered up at me with her big blue eyes and I was lost. Hell, yes. I’d go anywhere with her.
Control (Shamed #1)
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