Celebrate the PRINT release of THE
BASTARD’S BARGAIN!
The bad boy that you
love to hate (or hate to love?) is back and in PRINT!
New York Times and
USA Today bestselling author Katee Robert delivers the final installment in her
sizzling O'Malleys family series, hailed as "The Godfather meets Romeo
& Juliet." In THE BASTARD’S BARGAIN Dmitri Romanov must use his
legendary focus and control to stay one step ahead of everyone else in the
ever-shifting power plays of New York City.
What critics are saying:
"For the first time I could relate to someone for
falling for such a really very, very bad boy, because Dmitri is irresistible
but oh so dangerous! THE BASTARD'S BARGAIN might be the best book in this
outstanding series."―Fresh Fiction
"Robert writes fantastic character-driven romances with the most unforgettable heroines and the most compelling antiheroes."―USA Today, Happy Ever After on The Bastard's Bargain
"Off the charts hot! A Desert Isle Keeper."―All About Romance on The Bastard's Bargain
"The O'Malley series is one of my all-time favorites. The stories are fast-paced, gritty, sexy and downright riveting."―USA Today Happy Ever After
"Robert writes fantastic character-driven romances with the most unforgettable heroines and the most compelling antiheroes."―USA Today, Happy Ever After on The Bastard's Bargain
"Off the charts hot! A Desert Isle Keeper."―All About Romance on The Bastard's Bargain
"The O'Malley series is one of my all-time favorites. The stories are fast-paced, gritty, sexy and downright riveting."―USA Today Happy Ever After
The
Bastard’s Bargain by Katee
Robert
Genre: Dark Contemporary
Romance
eBook Release Date: February
6, 2018
Print Release Date: October
30, 2018
Publisher: Grand
Central/Forever
Series: The
O’Malleys
Format: Digitial
and Print
ASIN: B071ZYWPL5
Married to the
enemy
When Keira
O'Malley was a child, she used to picture her perfect wedding. The flowers. The
dress. Her husband. But nothing could have prepared her for saying "I
do" to Dmitri Romanov-cold, domineering, and always one step ahead of
everyone else in the ever-shifting power plays of New York City. She agreed to
his bargain to secure peace for her family, and she may want the bastard more
than she'd ever admit, but she'll be damned if she'll make this marriage easy
for him.
Dmitri knows
better than to underestimate Keira for one second. Molten desire smolders
between them, a dangerous addiction neither can resist. But his enemies are
already on the move, and he needs every ounce of his legendary focus and
control to keep them alive. Keira could just be his secret weapon-if she
doesn't bring him to his knees first.
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The Bastard’s Bargain Excerpt
Copyright © 2018 Katee Robert
Dmitri Romanov didn’t permit himself to
breathe a sigh of relief. This was only the first step in a path that could
potentially span years. It didn’t matter. Keira was here—was his. He had time.
He watched her look around the inside of
the town car, cataloging everything with those witchy hazel eyes of hers. The
faint scent of pot filled the car, giving evidence to what she’d been up to
when he called. The woman was a mess, but he’d known that from the moment he
met her. Dmitri didn’t do projects. He preferred to be the one holding all the
cards—it allowed him to anticipate how the people around him would act in any
given situation.
He’d never been able to anticipate Keira.
Not from the moment she picked his pocket and walked away from him as if she
didn’t give a fuck about the danger he posed to her.
Likely because
she has a goddamn death wish.
He’d deal with that, just like he’d deal
with the rest of Keira’s issues. In time.
Right that moment, time was the one thing
they didn’t have. Keira’s oldest brother would be returning to Boston within
hours, and Dmitri fully intended to marry her before Aiden realized she was
gone. It was significantly more difficult to oust a wife than it was a fiancée.
He had Keira now. He wasn’t going to let
anyone take her.
She kicked her feet out, propping her
chunky black boots on the seat. The long line of her bare legs drew his gaze up
to her tiny sleep shorts. They were barely more than underwear, hugging her
hips and ass. Her shirt wasn’t much better, for all that it was long-sleeved.
It revealed a slice of pale stomach and was fitted enough that he had
absolutely no doubts about the fact that Keira wore no bra. Her small breasts
pressed against the fabric, and she shivered beneath the weight of his gaze.
Get control of
yourself. He leaned forward and nudged
her boots back to the floorboard. Taking Keira was part of the plan—fucking her
in the backseat was not. “There’s no
need for an adolescent tantrum.”
She laughed, the sound rough and pain
filled. “God, would you listen to yourself? You just showed up at my window to
lure me into the night—to a chapel—and
now you’re bitching about my shoes on the seats? Russian, you have your
priorities seriously out of order.” She flicked her long hair off her shoulder.
She’d dyed it a harsh blond that seemed designed to highlight how unhealthily
skinny she’d become in the last year.
She’s spiraling.
Not anymore.
“Our current situation is no reason to
throw propriety out the window.” He sounded stuffy, and he hated it, but with
her sitting so close, wearing clothing she’d just been sleeping in…Dmitri
dragged in a breath. “Keep your shoes on the floor.”
“Or what?” She turned to face him. The
move pulled her shirt even tighter against her chest, revealing the faintest
outline of her nipples. Keira saw where his gaze went, and gave a bitter smile.
“All the games, all the bullshit, and that
hasn’t changed.” She leaned forward and hooked his collar with her finger,
drawing him closer despite himself. “Tell me something, Romanov.”
“Hmm?” He dragged his gaze up to her
mouth. The wicked curve of her lips was matched only by the words she threw
into the space between them with such abandon. The woman wouldn’t know caution
if it slapped her in the face.
“You’re dragging me to your cave to be
your Bride of Frankenstein.” She shifted closer, her bare leg sliding over his
slacks until her thigh came into contact with his cock.
He should move her. Set her back and
explain that no matter what she thought of the situation, she wasn’t in control. But the ring he’d put on her finger winked
at him, a reminder that Keira wasn’t the sister of his enemy anymore. She was his.
Or she would be in a few short hours.
He bracketed her thigh with a hand,
keeping her in place, but didn’t touch her anywhere else. There was no masking
his reaction to her, not in their position. Dmitri didn’t bother trying.
“Calling me Frankenstein is more than a bit dramatic.”
She looked up at him, her eyes holding a
question he didn’t have a satisfying answer to. “I think it’s time to stop
being in denial, don’t you?”
He recognized the direction she was
headed. “You know I want you. I wouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t.”
Just like that, the shutters slammed down
on her expression. She sat back and he let her go, watching her pull herself
together. Her spine went ramrod straight, and she stared at the back of the
driver’s head rather than at Dmitri. She crossed her arms over her chest. “No
lies between us. That’s what you said. You want me, sure, but don’t pretend any
of this bullshit has to do with sex. You need to prove what an international
badass you are by marrying the sister of your enemy. An eye for an eye—a wife
and a sister. Remember?”
He knew exactly what she was quoting. The
note he’d had delivered to Aiden O’Malley just over a year ago. By my count, you owe me both a wife and a
sister. I’ll be content with one of yours. He hadn’t realized Keira had seen it.
Twin
possibilities spun out between them. She was scared and vulnerable, and if he
told her that it was her he
wanted and not what she represented, she would believe him. It would even be
the truth, at least in part. He hadn’t been able to get Keira out of his head
from the moment he met her, and he’d manipulated events to ensure they reached
this exact moment.
Telling her
that wasn’t telling her the full truth, though. This wasn’t some great love
story where he’d been pining for her while her family kept them apart. Dmitri
wanted her, yes. He craved the feeling of her body beneath his hands, her taste
on his tongue, and her smart mouth around his cock.
But his
craving her had no real relevance in the grand scheme of things. He needed one
of the O’Malley daughters to regain his status after the blows the family had
dealt him over the last two years. Keira was the only option left.
Liar.
It didn’t
matter what the truth was, full or otherwise. What mattered was ensuring Keira
toed the line. He sat back, trying to ignore the throbbing of his cock, and
studied her. “You knew what this was when you climbed out your window and
stepped between me and your brother.”
She
finally met his gaze, her hazel eyes fiery in their defiance. “Yes, I did.”
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. Her 2015 title, The
Marriage Contract, was a RITA finalist, and RT Book Reviews named it 'a
compulsively readable book with just the right amount of suspense and
tension." When not writing sexy contemporary and romantic suspense,
she spends her time playing imaginary games with her children, driving her
husband batty with what-if questions, and planning for the inevitable zombie
apocalypse.
