AN
INDECENT PROPOSAL
by Katee Robert
When a no strings attached arrangement turns into something
more, Cillian O’Malley and Olivia Rashidi must overcome the family ties that
bind them. Fans of Jackie Ashenden’s Make You
Mine and Kresley Cole’s The Master, will devour the super steamy and fast paced
third book, An Indecent Proposal in the wildly popular O’ Malley series by NYT
and USA Today Bestselling Author Katee Robert.
Title: An Indecent Proposal
Author: Katee Robert
Series: The O’Malley Series #3
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release
Date: August 30, 2016
Publisher:
Grand Central Publishing- Forever
Synopsis:
Greed.
Ambition. Violence. Those are the "values" Olivia Rashidi learned
from her Russian mob family-and the values she must leave behind for the sake
of her daughter. When she meets Cillian O'Malley, she recognizes the red flag
of his family name . . . yet she still can't stop herself from seeing the
smoldering, tortured man. To save her family, Olivia sets out to discover
Cillian's own secrets, but the real revelation is how fast-and how hard-she's
falling for him.
Plagued
by a violent past, Cillian is more vulnerable than anyone realizes. Anyone
except Olivia, whose beauty, compassion, and pride have him at
"hello," even if she's more inclined to say good-bye to an O'Malley.
While his proposal of sex with no strings seems simple, what he feels for her
isn't, especially after he learns that she belongs to a rival crime family.
Cillian knows that there is no escape from the life, but Olivia may be worth
trying-and dying-for . . .
Though traditionally I am not a fan of mob genres this book caught my attention. It could of been the great cover or synopsis but for whatever reason I decided to read it, I sat mesmerized throughout the book reading it in one sitting.
Cillian and Olivia are like oil and vinegar and the author does a superb job of keeping this sexual tension throughout the story. Cillian's character shows a broken man in the inside who has no clue what his life is about while from the outside he has it all going for him. Being inside his head really sparked my compassionate side and drew me to him with a desire that he would be able to find happiness.
Olivia was full of spunk and her no nonsense "I will survive" personality won me over to her side. She is shown as strong, loving, compassionate with those she trusted as well as tough and a survivor. She is quick to make decisions and if they are wrong to correct them as soon as she can.
This is an unusual love hate story as it involves lots of mob families jocking to be number one but all intertwined by loves in other mobs.
I know the reader will love this story and I give it 4-1/2 STARS for being a complex but clear read.
Cillian and Olivia are like oil and vinegar and the author does a superb job of keeping this sexual tension throughout the story. Cillian's character shows a broken man in the inside who has no clue what his life is about while from the outside he has it all going for him. Being inside his head really sparked my compassionate side and drew me to him with a desire that he would be able to find happiness.
Olivia was full of spunk and her no nonsense "I will survive" personality won me over to her side. She is shown as strong, loving, compassionate with those she trusted as well as tough and a survivor. She is quick to make decisions and if they are wrong to correct them as soon as she can.
This is an unusual love hate story as it involves lots of mob families jocking to be number one but all intertwined by loves in other mobs.
I know the reader will love this story and I give it 4-1/2 STARS for being a complex but clear read.
A copy was gifted in exchange for an honest opinion via Netgalley.
Read all the books in The O’Malleys Series
New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Katee
Robert learned to tell her stories at her grandpa’s knee. She found romance
novels at age twelve and it changed her life. When not writing sexy
contemporary and speculative fiction romance novels, she spends her time
playing imaginary games with her wee ones, driving her husband batty with
what-if questions, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.
Excerpt
#1
“Hey, stop!”
She ran after him, thankful she’d put on her badass studded boots
instead of the pair of heels she’d been jonesing after. An eight-hour shift on
her feet would have her hating herself if she’d gone with the pretty shoes—and
they would have made it impossible to catch up with the O’Malley.
She grabbed his arm and froze at the feel of his muscles flexing in
her grip. Holy wow.
He finally turned to face her and it struck her that, without the bar
between them, he was so much larger than she was. Not large like her ex,
Sergei—this man was built lean instead of for brute strength—but he still
dwarfed her. And he smelled good, like some kind of spicy men’s cologne that
instantly had her thinking thoughts she had no business entertaining.
Like what it would be like to bury her nose in his neck and inhale
deeply. The insane desire to do so almost overwhelmed her.
Everything about him was overwhelming, from his
beautiful face, to his impeccably styled dark hair, to the tattoos peeking out
of his clothes at neck and wrists. The ink creeping up the side of his neck was
like a wild thing trying to escape from his insanely expensive suit, a strange
combination of brutal strength and poised polish that she should have known
better than to be attracted to.
Except, apparently, her body hadn’t gotten the memo.
She realized she was still clutching his arm and made herself let go
so she could offer back the cash. Right, because that’s why you chased him
down a dark street. “I don’t want your money.”
“It’s called a tip, sweetheart. It’s just good manners.”
“I don’t want it.” Even as she said it, she wondered why she was being
so damn stubborn about this. He hadn’t asked anything of her. All he’d done was
throw too much money at a bartender, which was something plenty of drunks did
from time to time. Except he wasn’t drunk. She should be elated at having the
extra cash—God knew she needed it. Instead, there was a growing recklessness in
her chest, one she’d thought she’d outgrown a long time ago. “Just take it,
okay?”
“No.” His gaze narrowed on her face, giving her the sudden thought
that he saw too much. Before she could decide what to do with that, he moved
closer, giving her another whiff of that cologne that made her whole body break
out in goose bumps. Or maybe it was the man himself, the streetlights creating
a skeleton’s mask of his face, turning his eyes into dark pits of shadows. “Why
do you care so much?”
“Oh my God, just take it back.” She should drop the cash and head for
home. Or, hell, at least take a few steps away so that she wasn’t in danger of
brushing against him if she took a deep breath.
But she couldn’t force her hand to unclench or her feet to create any
distance between them. She cleared her throat, trying to get her thoughts back
on track. “I didn’t ask for your charity.”
“Yeah, I got it. You win. I’m an asshole.”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Not in so many words, no.” His gaze raked her body much the same way
it had back at the bar, making every alarm in her head go off. Spending any
more time in this man’s presence was dangerous, though she couldn’t say for
sure what she was most afraid of. She lifted her chin in challenge, demanding…She
wasn’t sure what she was demanding. Her gaze dropped to his mouth, and she
licked her lips. What am I doing? Walk away. Walk away right now.
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