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Today’s book is A Cruel Arrangement by Tijan.
I had a problem.
I was pointing a gun at a guy with green makeup on his face, and I kept thinking how he looked like that goblin guy from one of those superhero movies. A bubble of laughter was coming up in my sternum. I tried stopping it, I did, but once it was past my throat, it was hopeless.
I bent over, my gun still in the air, and the laughter was kapoosh! Totally coming out of me.
I winced, hearing a note of hysteria on the edge of it.
“Molly!” That was my employee who was on the ground, his arms folded behind his head as he lay on his stomach, and I could hear how horrified he was.
I raised my head back up, steadied my arm, and cleared my throat. “Let’s review the changes that just happened here. You” — I shook my gun, indicating the green guy — came in here, to my bowling alley, to rob us. Correct?”
He had a rifle aimed at me, and it was at this point I realized how crazy I really was.
Like, seriously crazy.
About: This is the second book in the Kings of New York series and I couldn’t wait for the release. I devoured the first book but the cliffhanger at the end completely blindsided me. I had so many questions but they’re all answered here. This is a dark mafia romance by a master and highly recommended.
This was my place. My business. Easter Lanes.
Then a guy comes in, trying to rob me, daring to take it away from me.
My home. My life.
Hell no. I won’t let my livelihood be threatened.
No one knows what I’ve done to build this life for myself.
Except he might.
Ashton Walden, a man I remember from when we were kids.
Even back then I could tell how dangerous he would be one day.
He’s now the head of the Walden mafia family, and my father is so in debt to them that they practically own him.
My dad and I are estranged and I want nothing to do with him or his debt, but the day after the attempted robbery, I don’t wake up in the hospital.
I wake up in Ashton Walden’s home. And he drops a bomb on me.
If I want my livelihood back, I need to earn it back.
And thus begins our cruel arrangement.