Lethal Lover by Kristen Luciani

 

A gorgeous, arrogant, and brazen mafia enforcer from New York is about to become my new partner...and fake husband.

Lethal Lover, an all-new dark, enemies-to-lovers, mafia romance, and final book in the Vengeful Villains Series by USA Today Bestselling author, Kristen Luciani, is now available!

For years, I’ve hunted the man who broke my family and killed my parents.

We’re finally in the same city and this time, he won’t escape.

Nothing will come between me and the justice I crave.

Nothing…except a cocky, reckless, and utterly gorgeous mafia enforcer from New York.

When Quinn Mulligan shows up in Las Vegas on the run from a ruthless drug kingpin, I know I need to avoid him at all costs.

He’s a whirlwind of chaos, and there’s no way I’m going to let Mr. Tie Me Up and Pin Me Down derail my plans to take down my enemy.

Except the only way to get close is through membership to a very exclusive night club,

And membership requires wedding bands.

It’s the worst possible match.

We’re complete opposites in every way.

I think…and he doesn’t.

He infuriates me with the wildly dangerous streak that jeopardizes our mission.

But his sinful good looks, bad boy attitude, and fierce loyalty to the people he cares about are electrifying.

The harder I fight him, the more devious he becomes.

My mind knows he’s dangerous, not only to my objective but to my heart.

That still doesn’t stop my body from craving his rough touch and filthy promises.

Until I realize that he, like everyone, has secrets…

And sometimes, the ones who claim to love you most are the real villains in the story.

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A loud noise reverberates between the walls and makes me jump. I jerk around, grabbing on to a column to steady myself. A guy with dark-rimmed glasses is crouched on the floor of the garage with a jack. “Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you. I’m not an expert with this thing and it slipped. My boss is going to be pissed.”

I narrow my eyes at the guy. But his smile is sweet. Self-deprecating almost. I hesitate for a second, then smile back. 

Charly flashes a tight smile of her own and grasps my wrist before pulling me next to her. 

Screeching tires assault my ears. I flip around. A blacked-out Ford Expedition squeals to a stop. The back and passenger side doors fly open and two guys jump out. Charly swerves around them, holding me against her. A strong hand grips the back of my hair, the barrel of a gun cool against my cheek. 

My eyes fly open wide as I catch a glimpse of the guy with the glasses holding it against my face. “Don’t speak. Don’t breathe,” he hisses. 

Charly tries to scream when the guys grab her, but they smack something against her lips. Her body goes limp in a hot second. At least she fought. 

I’ve never been held at gunpoint before. My family is deeply entrenched in the Russian bratva, but I’ve always been protected from that world. Until now. 

Tears sting my eyes. If I fight, he might kill me. 

But if I don’t, I’ll regret it forever. And hell, they may kill me anyway. I struggle against him, taking a chance and elbowing him in the gut. The gun drops from my face and I kick him in the ribs before taking my next step. 

Too darn slow. 

With a grunt, he pulls me back by my hair. I trip over my feet and crash onto the ground. I cringe, my knees stinging like hell once they’re dragged against the concrete. I scream as loud as I possibly can, but since we’re the only ones here, nobody makes a move to save me. 

He tightens his hold on my hair and shoves me toward the truck. I land against it, my palms stinging from where they slam on the steel door. “You can do this the easy way or the hard way. Fight me and you both die.”

One of the guys who snatched Charly throws me over his shoulder and flings me in the back seat like I weigh no more than a newspaper. I pound my fists and feet against his thick, massive body but he doesn’t seem to feel a damn thing. 

I land on my ass in the back seat, then scramble to the driver’s side door. I jimmy the handle, but they must have predicted my next move because the door is locked. 

“Let me out of here.” My voice is hoarse from screaming, but the pain is nothing compared to what these people are about to do to me, judging from the menacing looks on their faces. 

“Don’t fight, Valentina.” 

I choke on a gasp, then someone behind me pulls me backward. I’m pinned to the leather seat, my heart lodged in my throat. Charly spasms on the seat next to me. Her eyes flutter, a gurgling sound making my gut twist. Foam pools at the corners of her lips. 

“Oh my God, what did you do to her?”

The Expedition lurches forward but still, I’m plastered against the seat. 

The men mutter to each other in a different language. One yells at the one closest to Charly. 

“Help her.” I scream again when a sharp pinch in my upper arm makes me wince. I cry out at the stinging sensation. Then a second later, my body floods with warmth and goes slack. I slide down in the seat, my head lolling to the side where tremors rock Charly’s body. 

My arms and legs lay limp on the seat. A few seconds later, everything goes numb, including my fingers and toes. Lights streak across my vision as if they’re being stretched like brightly colored taffy. Every breath feels shallow and hollow, like I’m not part of my physical body…like I’m hovering in space, floating in the air. 

I turn my head. A man next to Charly stares at me. His eyes are dark, his mouth frowning. I blink hard, struggling to see the black mark on the side of his neck. It’s an upside-down four-pronged pitchfork with a star over the center prong. The bottom part forms a letter. I squint but my vision blurs before I can make it out. 

I sink deeper into the seat, my eyelids drooping as I study the man. His light-blue eyes glare at me, his lips forming words I struggle to hear. 

“Val, I told you to call me. Why did you do this? Why did you let them take you?”

“Dima…I’m sorry…” I manage to whisper the words before his face ripples like a rain puddle. With one last breath, blackness swallows me and I tumble fast and hard into the funnel cloud I’ve been so careful to avoid.

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My Review
5 Stars
Lethal Lover by Kristen Luciani is book 7 in the Lethal Lovers Series. This is the story of Valentina 'Val' and Quinn. This is a interconnecting series so it does help to have read the previous book. I have been excited for Quinn and Val's story. Enjoyed this book.