I knew nothing of Raphael Amado’s past with my family, but when he turned up on our doorstep demanding restitution for an old debt, my grandfather quickly conceded. That restitution? Me.
Six months later, on my eighteenth birthday, Raphael came to claim me. This is where our story begins.
Author's Note: Dishonorable is a steamy standalone enemies-to-lovers dark romance in the Amado Brothers' world.
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I'm a hit man, an assassin. A deviant by all accounts. I never pretended to be the good guy.
She was the opposite.
But the minute she pulled the curtains back and saw my face, watched me screwing the blonde who happened to be my next mark, she sealed her own fate.
There could be no witnesses, ever.
I let it go on a few days though. Never closed the curtains, gave her one hell of a show. I liked it, liked seeing her get all hot and bothered. Her face so innocent, so…corruptible. And all that time she was watching, she had no idea I'd seen her, that I was watching her too.
But all good things must come to an end.
Imagine my surprise when I turned up to take care of her only to find two goons breaking down her door, weapons in hand.
Turned out she had a price on her head. Her stepbrother wanted her and he wanted her alive. I'd never been one to pass up an opportunity to collect the kind of money he was offering, especially if I could have some fun while I was at it.
It just never occurred to me she’d be anything more than my next mark.
Curiosity killed the kitten.
I'll never forget the look in his eyes when he said those words.
When I watched them from the window, I didn't suspect for a moment that he'd seen me, that he was watching me back. Not while he was doing what he was doing to the woman on her knees before him.
But then she turned up dead, and he turned up in my hotel room, waiting for me in the dark.
I didn't think for one second him being there that night would save my life. I'd been on the run for two years, but my stepbrother had finally caught up with me. Or his two thugs had.
Finding out I had a quarter-of-a-million dollar bounty on my head convinced Julien I was more valuable alive than dead. But to collect it would mean returning me to my stepbrother, who had sworn to make me pay for what I'd done.
Julien was cruel. He was merciless. He scared the crap out of me. But there was something else, something he never wanted me to see. Inside, he was broken, like me.
My stepbrother was wrong if he thought I'd ever let him get his hands on me again. I had no intention of allowing that to happen, even if it meant I'd have to sleep with the devil to survive.
And I had no doubt Julien was the devil.
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I was the boy who would never be king. The monster who could never be loved.
Gia was just a job. Just another girl caught in a world of monsters.
It didn't matter that I liked the look of her.
I didn't care that she cringed when she saw my soul.
I liked it.
I liked her fear.
And I wanted her.
Monsters didn't get to live happily ever after, though. I knew one day I'd have to go back. Because time neither forgave nor forgot.
And neither did I.
Old debts needed to be settled. Enemies punished. It was past time I returned to the family business. I'd been gone far too long.
All my life, I believed in fairy tales. Not the Disney kind. Never those. I always knew life was darker than that.
I was the daughter of a foot soldier. The sister of a snitch. A nobody.
Monsters had been part of my life for as long as I could remember, but none as dark as Dominic Benedetti. None as cruel. None as broken.
I had no illusions about what he was. I had no desire to save his soul. And I couldn't care about his bleeding heart.
But love isn't always beautiful. It could be a twisted, ugly bitch.
I'd always known this was the kind I'd find. The only kind that could touch me.
Because some of us, we belonged in the dark.
And Dominic and I belonged in the dark.