#BookRelease DUKE by Kiru Taye @kirutaye #romanticsuspense

Yay! We're excited for another new book.

DUKE bu Kiru Taye is out now

DUKE by Kiru Taye

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Series: Enders, book 1

BLURB

Duke’s life is about honour, loyalty and respect for the business.

Nothing else.

Yet...

One look at Carla across a crowded nightclub, and he breaks his own rules.

One night with the seductive woman who calls to him like no other, and he wants to keep her.

But...

His troubled angel is a mafia princess who lives dangerously on the edge.

She plays a desperate prank and sparks a cartel war.

Now...

Duke is in a high-stakes battle to keep everything he loves.

And he intends to win, come Hell or high water.

Content Warning: contains depictions of drug use and depictions of torture.

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EXCERPT

Carla couldn’t be this unruffled to save her life. But if the man wouldn’t budge then she had to shut up and find another way to get comfortable. She shifted in her seat until her body touched his and tugged her legs up to rest on the leather seat.

As if he knew what she needed, he settled his arm around her shoulders.

She relaxed, warmth spreading through her body. There was something deeply satisfying and comforting about having his arms around her body, making her feel safe as if she could trust him. As if she could give more than her body to him.

The quiet reassurance seemed more powerful than a thousand platitudes.

She drew in a deep breath and filled her nostrils with his warm masculine scent. He hadn’t been in the club long enough for his fresh smell to be polluted, which reminded her that she’d bagged the best man available.

She snuggled deeper, wanting to burrow under his skin, to mark him so her scent lingered on him and acted as a deterrent to others.

What was wrong with her? She’d met the man less than two hours ago and she never got attached to hook-ups?

Because this was a hook-up, right? It couldn’t be anything more.

So why was she clinging onto his body and nuzzling him as if she was a cat, hoping he would take her home for keeps and make her purr with pleasure?

Seriously, what was this about?

Yet with all the berating, she couldn’t bring herself to untangle from him, couldn’t bring herself to pull away.

He was too damned comfortable and secure.

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