The final book of the Innocence series.
Description: 18+
He thought I owned him.
He thought he loved me, that I was enough.
But this animal, this sex god who could drive me crazy and steal my heart in the same breath, he would never be fully mine.
It was impossible.
No one ever owns a God.
EXCERPT
Brad exhaled, his hands clasped before him, the collar on his tux scratchy. Finally. Fourteen months after she had walked into his office. Thirteen months after she had broken in and stolen his heart. The year-long engagement had dragged on, punctuated by empty nights where she stayed at her house, nights he realized how much he wanted and needed her to be his wife. He felt lost without her – incomplete, like he was missing out on something incredible. She had become, in those twelve months, his best friend as well as soul mate, the power of their relationship terrifying in its perfection. And now, finally, he would have security. Would have the strength of their marriage. A message to his family and to the world that they were, and always would be, together. Chords of music began, the orchestra gradually joining in, bit by bit, until the entire ensemble was participating, their notes rising in a strong crescendo. His heart swelled along with the music and he smiled despite himself, a burst of relief that they had reached this day.
The doors opened and the wedding procession began, Julia’s mother entering to tones of Bach.
Had Brad paid any attention during the procession, he would have noticed the tight faces of the women, their hands clenched around their bouquets, worried glances flitting from one bridesmaid to the next. But he didn’t pay attention to them. He stared, fixated on the large arched entrance, and waited. Waited for Lohengrin’s March to begin and for the love of his life to appear.
He worked through the processional schedule in his mind, trying to sort through how many more individuals would walk through that arch before Julia. It had to be soon, her mother and bridesmaids making the slow walk. His palms sweated as he stared at the space, waited with an excited smile, for her to appear. A small blond appeared, Catalina, his niece, throwing petals into the air with happy abandon, a small tuxedoed boy at her side. The presence of Catalina indicated to him that Julia was next, rose petals an indication of her pending arrival.
The music changed, familiar notes beginning, the announcement of the bride. The audience turned as one, a hushed silence falling over the room. He attempted to breath slowly, attempted a calm veneer, but was beaming despite himself. This was one of those moments that defines a life, one of the few moments in his life where he was certain he was in the right place, at the right time.
The music continued, the audience waited. And waited. Strands floating through the air, the rise and fall of notes sweet and perfect in their promise. There was uneasy movement through the audience, heads turning, voices whispering. Then the notes ended, silence fell, the doorway remained empty, and Brad’s world ended.
Silence. It is often the worst sound in the world.
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About the author:
Alessandra Torre is a new author who focuses on contemporary erotica. Her first book, Blindfolded Innocence, was published in July 2012, and was an Erotica #1 Bestseller for two weeks. The sequel to Blindfolded, Masked Innocence, will be released in February 2014.
Alessandra lives in the Southern United States and is married, with one young child. She enjoys reading, spending time with her family, and playing with her dogs.
Her favorite authors include Lisa Gardner, Gillian Flynn, and Jennifer Crusie.
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