Where the Sun Hides by Bethany-Kris & London Miller

Seasons of Betrayal, #1

Publication Date: June 6, 2016

Genres: Adult, Contemporary Romance, Organized Crime

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Synopsis:

In places where the sun can hide, the darkest betrayals are made. Violet Gallucci and Kazimir Markovic have grown up in the same city, but on opposite sides of the game they call life—Violet, an Italian principessa della mafia, and Kaz, a Russian Bratva heir. Lines have been drawn, and they know not to cross them. Their paths crossed once, a long time ago, but when they meet again, the territory and rules set out by their families that have kept them separated seem to bleed away. She’s more than her last name … He’s more than a Russian …

But secrets from the past—and the people determined to keep them hidden—have other plans for Violet and Kaz. Rival families. One city. Star-crossed lovers. They should be enemies. It could mean war. This is just the beginning …

From authors Bethany-Kris (The Chicago War) and London Miller (Volkov Bratva) comes a thrilling, sexy new series—Seasons of Betrayal. Where the Russians and Italians clash in culture, mafia … and love.

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EXCERPT

“It’s a good hour and a half, maybe a little more, of a drive back to Manhattan,” he said, his

tone gruff. “Settle in.”

Violet tossed him a look from the side, admiring his profile. “You seem to know a lot about

me, but I don’t know a thing about you.”

He flashed a smile—white teeth and sinful in a blink.

“Shouldn’t that be something you learn before you get into a car with a man?” he asked.

“You didn’t give me a choice.”

“You had a choice.”

Violet’s brow furrowed. “I don’t think so.”

Not the way it played out, anyway.

“You did,” he assured, never taking his gaze off the windshield as he pulled the vehicle out

onto the road. “That choice, Violet, came for you when you came this deep into Brooklyn and

made your way to Coney.”

Well, then …

Violet looked away when he cut her with a hard look. “I wasn’t doing anything wrong.”

“Yes, you were.”

“No, I—”

“How old are you now, about twenty-one, yes?”

Violet blinked.

He knew her name.

Her age.

That she lived in Manhattan without even asking.

He knew.

She ignored the drip of panic slicing through her middle. Despite the darkness that colored

up his aura, he didn’t scream entirely bad to her.

And Violet knew bad.

“Turned twenty-one today,” she admitted.

His hands tightened around the steering wheel, drawing her attention to his tattoos again. It

was only when he spoke that she finally tore her gaze away from the spider and its intricate web.

“I am sure there are far more places in Manhattan or Brooklyn for you to enjoy your

birthday, other than my brother’s club,” he said. “No doubt, your father has made it perfectly

clear where you are and are not allowed to go in New York, Violet.”

She liked the sound of his voice, and the way his r’s rolled a little harder than his brother’s

had back at the club.

But she really liked the way he said her name. It came out a little differently than how most

people said it. Instead of just the “i” following the “v” in her name, he said with a hard “o”

following the “v”.

She shouldn’t have liked it at all, but she did.

Violet chewed on her inner cheek. “It’s not fair that you know my name, but I don’t know

yours.”

“You know it,” he said, smiling in that way of his again. “But I’ll remind you.”

He held out a hand, palm up, while keeping his other hand firmly on the wheel. Violet

glanced between his hand and his face, unsure of what he wanted her to do.

“Shake politely like you’ve been taught,” he urged.

She glowered at him. “No, thanks. Only civilized people shake hands.”

He cocked a brow. “And what does that make me, a savage?”

Violet couldn’t have missed the heat in his tone even if she tried. Deciding she had pushed

her luck enough for one night, she slid her smaller hand into his waiting palm, and ignored the

way the heat of his rougher skin seemed to siphon straight into her smoother flesh.

His fingers circled around her hand before she thought better of touching the man, and

squeezed just hard enough to make her look up at him.

“A savage man—one not like me—wouldn’t have bothered to get you inside a car,

krasivyy,” he said, his timber dropping to a lower note. “He would have done what he wanted

when he had you alone in an office.”

Violet tried to tug her hand out of his grasp, but he held tight.

“Kazimir Markovic,” he said, squeezing her fingers once more. “But I prefer Kaz. It’s very

nice to meet you again, Violet Gallucci.”

Finally, he released her hand. Violet sat back in the seat fast, confused.

“Again?” she asked.

Kazimir—Kaz, he’d said—resumed driving like nothing had happened. “We met once, a

long time ago.”

Violet didn’t remember that at all.

“When?”

“A long time ago,” Kaz repeated quietly. “You were helping me to find the sun that day, if I

remember correctly.”

He was talking in gibberish.

Violet was sure of it.

BETUL'S REVIEW

**Received ARC in exchange for an honest review**

Bethany-Kris is well known for her Italian mafia and London Miller for her Russian mafia books. What happens when these two talented authors co-write a book? You get a forbidden love story between Violet, an Italian principessa della mafia and Kaz, a Russian Bratva heir.

After half a decade of fighting between the Markovic Bratva and the Gallucci Cosa Nostra, a street war that killed nearly thirty men between their respective organizations, there is a secret meeting to find a middle ground and stop the fighting. A decade or so later on Violet's 21st birthday she and her friends decide to party at a new club in Coney Island, which is a no man's land but still off-limits to her. At that club she meets Kaz who gives her a ride home. They then meet again a couple of days later and both feel a strong pull towards each other.

What I really enjoyed was that they didn't fight or hide their feelings. It wasn't a cat and mouse game where the girl hides her feelings and plays hard to get and the guy does all the hunting. I really liked both Kaz' and Violet's characters. They were honest and straight to the point. Even though Violet is a Mafia Princess she still has her own strong personality. I really loved that Kaz made time to spend it with Violet. That made it possible for them to really grow as a couple and actually get to know each other.

Even though they keep their relationship a secret, there are eyes every where and it's just a matter of time before it's discovered. The ending in my opinion was fitting. It makes me want more and has me creating scenarios in my mind to what will happen next. I was glad this book had dual POV, because I am always curious to read what goes on in the male character's POV. The pace of the story was great, the writing style was very easy to follow and kept me interested till the end. I am looking forward to reading what will happen next in this series!