Synopsis:
Claire Nichols endured the CONSEQUENCES of Anthony Rawlings’ vendetta.
When she first arrived to his home, her goal was survival. Through strength and compartmentalization Claire captivated her captor. Her resilience in the face of his rule threatened Anthony’s well developed plan. Domination became desire and power turned to love.
When she first arrived to his home, her goal was survival. Through strength and compartmentalization Claire captivated her captor. Her resilience in the face of his rule threatened Anthony’s well developed plan. Domination became desire and power turned to love.
Their passion and adoration in a world of opulence appeared perfect. Yet, reality was a roller coaster of emotion. Claire’s world teetered on the edge of sanity as Antony monitored her every move. When given the opportunity to flee, Claire drove away. A fateful decision which set a well laid plan into motion.
However, unbeknownst to either of them, there were others who saw past the perfect facade of Anthony Rawlings. There were others who saw the TRUTH. Conspiracy and unfulfilled promises result in an early prison release for Claire. Not just a release – a pardon. According to the law, her crime never happened!
However, unbeknownst to either of them, there were others who saw past the perfect facade of Anthony Rawlings. There were others who saw the TRUTH. Conspiracy and unfulfilled promises result in an early prison release for Claire. Not just a release – a pardon. According to the law, her crime never happened!
Will it be that easy? Faced with freedom from her past... can Claire seize it? Can she build a new life, mend her broken spirit, become the woman she once was, and seek her own revenge? Or is it all a game? And does the game master have different plans?
How does Sophia Burke fit into the puzzle that is Tony and Claire? Will her presence affect the future of this well esteemed man? Can he dominate twice? Is that his goal?
TRUTH continues the tumultuous saga of CONSEQUENCES, introduces new players, and uncovers more intrigue. Aleatha Romig skillfully weaves past transgressions through current deception to create a fervent world of obsessed desire. In this reality can an all-consuming relationship survive?
When buried sins are discovered they threaten not only Tony and Claire’s future -- but their very lives! Will the TRUTH be revealed in time?
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Tony leaned
back and rubbed his face. With a new focus, he demanded, “Take off my t-shirt.”
Claire stood
taller. Her chin rose indignantly. “Excuse me?”
He stood. His
body towered over her as his voice hardened, “Take off my shirt.”
“Tony, I didn’t
bring any night clothes... I didn’t think you’d ...”
“I don’t give
a damn about the shirt. I want to see you.”
Claire
stammered. It’d been a while since she’d experienced this domineering
personality. “See me?”
“I can see
your face and your legs... I want to see what that bastard did to you.”
She reached
for his hand and kept her voice steady, “I’m fine, but I want you to come to
bed...with me.”
His stoic
expression remained, “I planned to call for dinner. Instead, I found the bar.
It’s been a rather stressful few days.” Claire inched closer. His sudden grasp
on her shoulders stopped her progress. “I should never have let you return to
California.” Shaking his head, he released her, and stepped backward. In a tone
she remembered, he commanded, “I believe I’ve said this more than once... take
off the damn t-shirt.”
Her innate
training prevailed; disobeying wasn’t an option. She reached for the hem.
Trembling, she lifted the cotton above her head and exposed her battered body,
covered only by a pair of flesh-colored lace panties.
His hardened
expression continued in silence... until her trembling registered. Suddenly, he
fell to his knees and gently clutched her hips. His lips gently brushed her
stomach and tenderly caressed her battered mid-section. The domineering voice
disappeared; his actions spoke of love and possession. Holding his head for
support, her fingers wove through his hair. Claire whispered, “Please, Tony,
please, can we go to bed?”
His lips
continued to caress her bruised body. Each kiss electrified her skin, melting
her insides until her legs turned to jelly. When her knees buckled, she knelt
before him and their eyes met.
“You’re
mine.” His words weren’t debatable. He wasn’t asking.
“Tony, bed...
please?”
“I’m trying
so hard. You have no idea the restraint I’m enlisting...yet, all I can think
about are his hands on you.”
“Tony, I’m
fine. I’m all right. I’m with you.”
“But, you
weren’t. You were with him.”
“He just
wanted your money...”
Tony clutched
her frame. His dark eyes burned with desire and despair. “I’m not talking about
Chester.”
Claire froze.
Her heart pounded in her chest. Somewhere deep, she knew the scene in the
hospital went too well. She framed Tony’s face and watched as he searched her
emerald eyes. With all her might, she tried to keep them subdued. “I wasn’t with you,” she whispered. “We
weren’t together.”
His loud
visceral response was unreadable.
“But now...” her lips touched his, “now, I
want to be... please, Tony.”
One of the
hands which held her waist now roughly seized her loose damp hair, pulling her
head back, and exposing her slender neck. His lips met the soft skin with equal
force. A shocked moan escaped her lips. Tony’s unbridled passion ignited her,
creating a sudden rush of heat overpowering any impulses of pain crying out
from her tender scalp. His rough stubble scratched her collar bone, and his
voice resonated throughout the suite like a low growl, “Are you sure?”
The fervent
lust tightened her insides. Momentarily, speech was lost. Finally, she
whimpered, “I am.”
He continued
his unrelenting assault, holding her tighter, wildly claiming everything before
him. His fire consumed everything in its path, a passion which held no bounds.
Claire never felt so desired; her whole body ached for his touch. When he paused
she saw the flames in his dark eyes. The inferno wasn’t frightening; it fueled
her desire. His low growl became more demanding, “You are mine.”
She kissed
his stubbly neck, hearing, as well as feeling, a rumble from the back of his
throat. Once again, he pulled her hair, tipped her head, and bathed her in the
aroma of whiskey. His glaring abyss penetrated as he demanded, “Say it!”
Her emerald
eyes begged for understanding, uncertain of what he wanted.
“Say you’re
mine and nobody else’s.”
Despite his command
and her powerful yearning, Claire’s eyes shone. Her voice resonated above his
growl, “Yes, Tony, you are mine and
nobody else’s.”
She watched.
A spark penetrated his dark gaze–a flash of light where only moments before
darkness prevailed. Through the crack in his facade of domination, he
responded. It began as a whisper and rose in volume. “Yes...mighty fine and
sexy as hell,” claiming her lips he added, “and mine!”
Suddenly, he
stood, seized her wrist and pulled her up toward the bedroom. Before she could
comment, the world shifted and she was upon the king sized bed. His hungry
mouth on hers made protesting impossible. Truly, it wasn’t her plan.
Once her
breathing became labored, he moved to the end of the bed. Beginning at her
ankles he worked his way toward her injuries. Each touch released energy, freed
aggression, and exposed affection. If she winced, he caressed. If she moaned,
he encouraged. With each kiss, each touch, Tony reminded Claire of her desires.
The outside world was lost... gone beyond comprehension. He elicited thoughts
and desires she’d compartmentalized away. His lips found places she’d
abandoned. His teeth nipped at nubs which yearned for attention. His long
talented fingers and skillful tongue probed and tantalized. Within no time,
Claire found herself begging for mercy and at the same time pleading for more.
About the Author:
Aleatha Romig
Aleatha Romig voted #1 "New Author to Read" on Goodreads, July 2012 through now! She is a "Published Author's Network" member of the Romance Writer's of America.
She has lived most of her life in Indiana, growing-up in Mishawaka, graduating from Indiana University, and currently living south of Indianapolis. Together with her husband of twenty six years, they've raised three children. She works days as a dental hygienist and enjoys spending her nights writing. She also likes to spend time with her family, friends and patients. Her pastimes include exercising, reading and writing.
Aleatha enjoys traveling, especially when there is a beach involved. In 2011 she had the opportunity to visit Sydney, Australia to visit her daughter studying at the University of Wollongong. Her dream is to travel to places in her novels and around the world.
CONSEQUENCES, her first novel was released in August 2011 and has sold over 20,000 copies. TRUTH, the sequel was released October 2012 and has surpassed 10,000 copies in less than 3 months!
Aleatha originally published through self publisher Xlibris a subsidiarity of Author's Solution/ Penguin Publishing. In October of 2012 she re-published on her own, a true Indie Author. Later that month she published Truth through Romig Works. Aleatha is happy to be represented by Danielle Egan-Miller of Browne & Miller Literary Associates.
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