|About the Book|
Kira Crance has it all. She’s young, gifted and black and owns a model management agency in Miami’s beautiful South Beach. But her heart belongs to Bobby Vinetti, an Italian Stallion who has kept her around as his number one woman, but not his wife,MoreKira Crance has it all. She’s young, gifted and black and owns a model management agency in Miami’s beautiful South Beach. But her heart belongs to Bobby Vinetti, an Italian Stallion who has kept her around as his number one woman, but not his wife, for nearly a decade. When her eyes begin to roam and she finds attraction and understanding in Jake Moncrief, a wealthy industrialist who loves her for who she is, and not what he wants her to be, Bobby V will stop at nothing to reclaim what he believes is rightfully his. With her girlfriends pulling her one way, and Bobby V pulling her the other way, Kira finds herself turning more and more to Jake for the comfort, the wondrous love, she so desperately craves.EXCERPTShe had been in bed for nearly a hour by the time Jake had showered and gotten in bed beside her. Her back was to him, but she could feel every bit of his presence. And when he placed his hand, his warm hand on her cold waist, she froze. Jake, realizing her reluctance, slowly began to turn her toward him. “It’s all right, baby,” he said to her. “I just want to hold you.”Before she could respond, before she could object or agree, he wrapped his arms around her. Her entire body sank into his, as the full weight of the remains of the day began to overtake her. And she cried in his arms. “It’s all right,” he said to her, holding her tighter. “It’s all right, now.”“I should have left him a long time ago, Jake,” she said through her tears. “But I didn’t. I kept believing he would change. That we would change. But it never happened.” There was a long pause, as Kira couldn’t stop thinking about what a fool she’d been.“I’ve been with him for ten years now,” she finally said. “Ever since I was only twenty years old. He takes such advantage of me, Jake. He . . . He’s nothing like you.”Jake hesitated. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to hear any of this on one hand. But on the other hand he wanted to hear it all. “What is he like?”“He’s a politician. An official one now. He’s always been a politician, I just couldn’t see it. That’s how blind I was. He tells you what he thinks you want to hear. He smiles a lot. He charms everybody. He’s the regular good guy in the eyes of man.”“But not in your eyes?”She shook her head vigorously. “He doesn’t treat me right,” she said.Jake could have asked her why would she stay with a man who didn’t treat her properly, but he didn’t. He, instead, held her tighter, as if he wasn’t about to let her go, and she relaxed completely in the warmth of his embrace. She had allegiances elsewhere, and he had his own distaste for getting involved in other people’s dramas, but they held onto each other anyway. They clung to each other as if their very lives depended on it.