Covet: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance by Vivian Wood

Author:Vivian Wood [Wood, Vivian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-01-03T18:30:00+00:00

Bonus Material!

If you liked Covet, you’ll love Hard Up! Quick and dirty, this book will rock you hard. Turn the page to begin!

Hard Up

1

Viola had never pointed a gun at anyone before.

Her hands shook as she gripped the little revolver.

The thug hadn’t seen her slip from the front door of the bar, didn’t hear her come up behind him. It seemed he was too focused on his prey, the target he’d been sent to assassinate.

One second, the bad guy was standing over Callum's supine body, staring down at Callum where he lie sprawled on the rain-slicked cement. The parking lot was empty except for Vi, the two men, and a glossy black Mercedes.

The next second, the guy thrust back the hood of his jacket. Vi took in his dark hair and olive skin, her brain instantly firing off: Italian. Mobbed up.

Then she saw the glint of silver in his hand as he raised his gun.

Something inside her bubbled up, the part that was born and bred to a life of just this sort of violence. A part that knew what to do, even after years of hiding from her old life.

She looked at Callum, a man she barely knew, unconscious on the ground.

Vi knew she couldn’t let the assassin fire a second shot.

Her hand clenched, finger on the trigger. Before she could even think, the gun went off.

CRACK.

Her mouth opened in a surprised O.

For a few seconds, everything seemed to slow way down, like she was watching a movie of her own life.

Twenty feet away, the hitman froze, a dark stain blossoming on the back of his hoodie.

He dropped his gun and reached down to pluck at his chest, as if he could stop the blood pouring from the wound.

He tried to turn to look at her, to see the person who’d come out of nowhere to take his life.

She’d shot him in the back. In cold blood, as her father would have said.

Her target couldn’t turn fast enough to see her.

Vi didn’t even get a good look at his face as she fired. Just that he was dark-haired and tan, wearing a black hoodie. And he had that look about him, the same look of all the men she’d grown up with.

Sicilian, some might say. But to Vi, she could only think: made man.

He stumbled, looked like he was about to drop.

She stood rooted in place, knowing she didn’t have the courage to shoot him a second time.

Vi watched as he collapsed onto the pavement. The wound she’d inflicted had proved fatal after all.

She blinked away the mist clinging to her eyelashes and dripping from her brows. The gun was still warm in her shaking hands as she lowered the weapon.

Just then, everything sped back up, a rush of sensations all coming back to her at once.

Her heart started to pound, her throat thick, mouth dry.

She glanced around for a second before crouching to drop the gun on the ground.

If anyone had heard the gunshots, they weren’t making themselves known.

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