Alexius by Bella J. is a dark mafia romance. Alexius is the heir to the Dark Sovereign but in order for his father to let him that is spot, his father has told Alexius he has to marry. Alexius really has no desire to get married or find a wife, but his father is dying and he doesn't have much of a choice if he wants to be the head of the Dark Sovereign, so he sets out on a search to find an Italian girl who isn't from the same class as all the gold diggers that he's usually surrounded from, he wants someone who he can temporarily marry and once his fathers dies they can go their separate ways. Leandra is a waitress and lives in a poor area and when Alexius shows up at the diner she works at, she knows his presence cannot be a good thing. Alexius makes her and offer that she cannot turn down, and so she agrees to become his wife, in name only. Once they are married, the attraction they have for each other cannot be ignored for long. I enjoyed this book. My only complaint is that when I started reading it, I didn't know it was a trilogy and ended with a cliffhanger. I hate when authors don't list that in the description, luckily all three books are out so I will be starting book two in the series next, I cannot wait to find out what happens next! 4 Stars.
Tropes:
*Mafia Romance*
*Dark Romance*
*Suspense Romance*
*MMF Scene*
*Protective & Possessive*
*Trilogy/Book 1*
*Cliffhanger*
Favorite Excerpt:
“And when would the first time have been?” I lift my chin.
“It was in your apartment when I told you I wouldn’t fuck you.” She shakes her head lightly, a sardonic half-smile. “That wasn’t you being wrong. That was you lying.” “I wasn’t lying. I had no intention of fucking you then.” I stalk closer, my hands still in my pants pockets. “There was a second time, too. A second time I was wrong.” My glance from her eyes to her lips and back up. “In the car on our way here the first day, when I said this was just an arrangement and wouldn’t be anything more.”
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“What?” I press. “I wasn’t supposed to be what?”
“This…this fucking beautiful creature who manages to get under my skin every goddamn time I’m close to you. Do you know how many throats I slit inside my head at that party today? All of them,” he spits out. “I mentally killed each and every fucking man who merely looked in your direction because all I could think about was how you’re mine. How no one else can ever have you. How no other man has the right to even fucking look at you because you. Belong. To me.”
★★★★☆
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