USA Today bestselling author, Cristiane Serruya, is revealing an excerpt from THE HAPPILY EVER AFTERS, the third book in her adult contemporary romance series, From the Baroness’s Diary, releasing August 28, 2018. See below for information on the book, pre-order links, and an exclusive excerpt. For a limited time, you can pick up the eBook of book 1 in the series for free!
About the Book
Title: THE HAPPILY EVER AFTERS
Series:From the Baroness’s Diary #3
Author: Cristiane Serruya
Release Date: August 28, 2018
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
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I’ve been trying to get away from one man, I didn’t think I’d end up with three.
I flee my abusive husband and travel to Italy to find Salvatore Di Luca, my long-lost love.
But the moment I set foot in Sicily, my life takes an unexpected turn: I meet Enzo, a dominant, broken-hearted man, and we connect at first sight. I couldn’t have imagined he is Salvatore’s elder brother and that they have a younger brother, Angelo, who thinks he is damaged for life.
It’s more than a trip. It’s a life-time journey.
All three of them want me and I want to heal their tortured souls and broken hearts. Before I even realize what is happening, we are entangled. Yet I am still married and the darkness of my past comes crashing down on us sooner rather than later, threatening more than our happiness.
But I won’t go down without a fight—and neither will my Harem—because my journey won’t be complete until forever belongs to the four of us.
If you are a fan of a romantic Reverse Harem Romance, you will love this scandalous, refreshing, and, of course, incredibly sexy story which involves three alpha Italian knights who will do anything for their baroness—oops, their Principessa. Buy this quick-blush, perfect bedside read by USA Today bestselling author Cristiane Serruya now!
Please note that this book might covers sensitive topics to some readers.
My hands pause on the vine and I shake my head hard, trying to clear her voice from my thoughts. It’s not the first time this has happened to me and a hard shake of my head usually takes care of the problem.
“It’s me, Chloé.”
But not this time. A spark of hope flows through me as I slowly turn my head to her voice.
My dream takes a step forward, her boots crunching on the leaves I have been clearing. Because I have been tormented that my trip had been in vain and that I would have to wait to go to France and comb Paris to find where her friend lives. Only manual work under the sun could take her out of my head.
“Chloé?” I ask hesitantly, scared I am having a vision.
There’s a storm inside me. A whirlwind of surprise and fear, threatening to drown me.
Why are you here? And from somewhere deep inside, another question whispers itself. Why did you take so long?
Emotions flit across her beautiful face. She looks older. Well, she’s four years older than when I last saw her, but it’s not that. There are delicate lines around her eyes now, as if she has begun to smile more, her face is leaner, more mature—even more beautiful, if that is possible—and her body seems to be thinner, more toned than it had been at the manor, but that is not something I can say for sure at a glance. Maybe it’s her clothes, which are also more modern than the ones she wore in Beardley Manor but still very proper.
“Oui,” she answers, clasping her hands so tightly together in front of her I can see her fingers getting white.
I clear my throat as I drop the shears into the basket at my feet. “Why have you come?”
It’s not the reunion I have pictured in my mind. There’s something different about her, something more timid than the woman I have given my body and my heart to.
“I-I have come to find you, Salvatore. You did not return and I-I—” Her voice falters as if she realizes only now she doesn’t know why she has come all this way to find me. “I was tired of waiting and I am a bit impatient…you know.”
I chuckle, but I still can’t make myself meet her gaze. “Cara, we all knew you are a lot impatient.”
“You did not come back to me.”
I lift my head at the sound of her voice breaking and I see a myriad of emotions in her eyes. There’s concern, desire, and hope, but none of the heat that we had once shared. “I am not under your thumb to do your bidding any longer, my lady.”
Her eyes widen as the tone of my voice surprises her.
“You were never under my thumb, Salvatore, you were in my heart.”
Her cheeks flush from her own declaration and I regret the cold sound of my words. I clear my throat.
I knew I would never have her as my own, but for a time it was like I owned her, body, heart, and soul. She was the lady of the manor, wife of the baron. But while he had her legally, her body craved mine and no matter how much time he may have spent with her, it was our time together that brought her to life, gave birth to her naughty streak. She belonged to me.
She is still mine.
“Cara,” I say softly, stripping off my gloves. “I thought I would never see you again.”
A tear escapes her eye as I meet her halfway, feeling the coolness of her hands as they run over the warm skin of my back. She is fresh and perfumed in contrast to my smell of dirt and sweat, but she doesn’t seem to care. She never has.
I burrow my face into her shoulder and I breathe deep, taking in her scent—English roses, her favorite flowers. It has haunted me night and day since I left her in that forsaken manor with that bastard of a husband.
About the Author
USA TODAY and AMAZON best-selling romance author, Cristiane Serruya lives in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, with her six-foot-six husband, two teenage daughters, and Loki, her Shetland sheepdog. Cris is a writer, a lawyer, a reader; a woman, a mother, and a wife. Not necessarily in this order. Or in any order…
She has a Master’s in Business Law and a BA in Fine Arts. In 2012, after twenty-two years of practicing law, Cris decided to give writing a go. And–amazingly–it was just the piece that was missing in the puzzle of her life.
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