Ruthless People is a romantic crime fiction set in modern day Chicago, following the life and marriage of Melody Giovanni and Liam Callahan—rivals by blood and leaders through fear. Their marriage was arranged by their fathers in hopes to end years of bloodshed between the Irish and the Italians.
Liam believes he’s getting a simple-minded wife, one he can control, one who bends to his every need . . . the complete opposite of Melody. She knows exactly what type of man he is, and she would rather die than give up the power she has spent her life building. To the outside world they look like American Royalty, but behind closed doors is a constant battle for dominance.
The Mafia of the past has evolved, and with rival bosses gunning for them, Melody and Liam will have to learn to work as one to take down all those who stand in their way.
Sexy, witty and packed with action, Ruthless People will keep you on the edge of your seat. No regrets opting to review this book ;) I gave up sleep just to finish this book, that's how addicting it is! I'm pretty sure I fried my brains finishing it up.
Ruthless is the right word to describe both Liam and Melody. Liam is one sexy alpha male though...A perfect mix of humour, steam and dark. It was amusing watching how the relationship between Liam and Melody unfold as they are both used to calling the shots. I was never a fan of dark romance but there was quite enough humour to lighten it up.
Excerpt . . .
“Mind your own fucking business. And if you call me Lamb again, Neal, I will kill you, then bury you under the church.”
He smirked. “You’re excited. You didn’t even describe how you would kill me. That boat ride must have—”
Before he finished, I punched him in the fucking nose.
“For the love of motherfucking fuck!”
“Last chance brother or you’re going to piss me off,” I replied, fixing my tie.
“Liam, calm down before you get blood on your suit. I’m sure Melody wouldn’t mind, but the press . . .” Declan sighed, throwing a cold beer at Neal who held it on his nose.
Neal mumbled something under his breath and left.
“One day you two will have to work out your issues,” Declan said to me.
One day maybe, but not fucking today.
Saying nothing, I took a deep breath and walked out the door that lead to the front of the Cathedral. Looking outside, I noticed my mother had made sure to invite every last motherfucker with a net worth over a hundred million. They all looked like tourists, excited to be on the guest list. My eyes met Vance’s, and I could feel the blood in my veins begin to run hotter. He smirked, nodding at me as though he was fucking proud, the bastard. Next to him sat Amory. The golden-locks-wannabe was all but sucking on Natasha’s neck. It had seemed Deep Throat had switched ships. She winked at me, and I wanted to puke.
“How is security?”
Declan snickered. “They would have a better chance getting to the president than any one of us today.”
“If this doesn’t go off perfectly, shoot him for good measure.” I wanted to be the one to take Vance’s life, but if it needed to be done today, then I didn’t care who did it.
“Just worry about Melody and pray she doesn’t run away.”
“No, she wouldn’t run.” Running wasn’t in her nature. “She would come if only to kill me.”
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