You Don't Know Me: A Bad Boy Mafia Romance

GEORGIA LE CARRE

ALSO BY GEORGIA

The Billionaire Banker Series

Owned

42 Days

Besotted

Seduce Me

Love’s Sacrifice

Masquerade

Pretty Wicked (novella)

Disfigured Love

Hypnotized

Crystal Jake

Sexy Beast

Wounded Beast

Beautiful Beast

Dirty Aristocrat

You Don’t Own Me 1 & 2

The Bad Boy Wants Me

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YOU DON’T KNOW ME

Published by Georgia Le Carre

Copyright © 2016 by Georgia Le Carre

The right of Georgia Le Carre to be identified as the Author of the Work has been asserted by her in accordance with the copyright, designs and patent act 1988.

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All characters in this publication are fictitious, any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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I wish to extend my deepest and most profound gratitude to:

Caryl Milton

Elizabeth Burns

Nicola Rhead

Tracy Gray

Brittany Urbaniak

Author’s Note

YOU DON'T KNOW ME

is a standalone Bad Boy Mafia Romance with no cliffhanger and a
guaranteed HEA.

It is approximately 60,000 words/300 paperback pages long. 

 

Please DON'T be surprised when this book ends at 38% in your kindle file. Since Jake Eden makes a special cameo appearance in this novel, I've included the Crystal Jake series in this edition, which takes up the remainder of this file. 

If you have already read this series then don’t forget to look out for the exclusive
 Fun Bonus Epilogue 
at the end.

Enjoy!

Table of Contents

Author’s Note

One

Two

Three

Four

Five

Six

Seven

Eight

Nine

Ten

Eleven

Twelve

Thirteen

Fourteen

Fifteen

Sixteen

Seventeen

Eighteen

Nineteen

Twenty

Twenty-one

Twenty-two

Twenty-three

Twenty-four

Twenty-five

Twenty-six

Twenty-seven

Twenty-eight

Twenty-nine

Thirty

Thirty-one

Thirty-two

Thirty-three

Thirty-four

Thirty-five

Thirty-six

Thirty-seven

Thirty-eight

Thirty-nine

Forty

Forty-one

Forty-two

Forty-three

Forty-four

Forty-five

Epilogue

CRYSTAL JAKE - BOOK 1

PROLOGUE

ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

FIVE

SIX

SEVEN

EIGHT

NINE

TEN

ELEVEN

TWELVE

THIRTEEN

FOURTEEN

FIFTEEN

SIXTEEN

SEVENTEEN

EIGHTEEN

CRYSTAL JAKE - BOOK 2

ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

FIVE

SIX

SEVEN

EIGHT

NINE

TEN

ELEVEN

TWELVE

THIRTEEN

FOURTEEN

FIFTEEN

SIXTEEN

SEVENTEEN

EIGHTEEN

NINETEEN

TWENTY

CRYSTAL JAKE - BOOK 3

ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

FIVE

SIX

SEVEN

EIGHT

NINE

TEN

ELEVEN

TWELVE

THIRTEEN

FOURTEEN

FIFTEEN

SIXTEEN

SEVENTEEN

EPILOGUE

FUN BONUS
- Crystal Jake

Coming soon… Jack Irish

One

Noah Abramovich

“Boys will be boys, young men must sow their wild oats,

and women must not expect miracles.”

- Little Women, 1869

T
asha Evanoff! Blonde, blue eyes, plump mouth, and skin so white, it’s almost blue, until summer comes, then, it turns wheat-gold.

What the fuck is
she
doing at the door of my office?

For a
fraction of a second I actually think I must be dreaming. How can I not be? In that frozen instant I hear babushka’s throaty old voice again.

‘Listen carefully to me, Noah. The moment a newborn baby emerges into the harsh light of this world, it loses its magic. It adjusts and plays the game of life, but the powerful desire for the return of its magic never goes away. The urge sits beyond the reach of memory and waits, because sometimes if a man is very, very lucky, his magic will cross paths with him again.’

Tasha Evanoff is my magic.  

Not a living soul knows this, but I have secretly lusted after her for years. I forced my eyes not to follow her around her father’s magnificent living rooms, or stare at her beautiful bikini-clad body lying on the sun lounger by the pool because I knew our worlds were never meant to collide.

Today she has wandered unbidden into mine.

Closing the door, she leans seductively
against it, her sexual energy radiating across the room. She is dressed exactly the way I expect the daughter of an obscenely rich and corrupt man to dress. A flawlessly cut, knee-length white dress teamed with a soft-pink cardigan, and low heeled, round-toed, immaculately white pumps. Her only adornments are a subtle string of dusky white pearls grazing her throat, and velvet black clips holding her shining curtain of shoulder-length hair back from her face.  

The intention behind her choice of attire is obviously not erotic. Virginal even, but the sexual tension coming from her fizzes between us like a bottle of shaken champagne. It puts my nerves on high alert.

I stand.

‘Hello, Noah,’ she drawls. Her father is a Russian bastard, but her mother comes from British blue-blood stock and her accent is pure upper class.

‘Why are you here, Tasha?’ I ask.  My body is taut and hormones are buzzing all over the place, but my voice comes out flat and devoid of all expression.

‘Surely, you’re going to allow me to sit first,’ she says with a hint of irritation.

‘Of course.’ I wave towards the chairs opposite my desk.

 She walks towards the chair on the left, slips into it, and puts her knees firmly together. Her eyes are beautiful blue stars, the pupils, dark pits of nothing.  

Would you like a drink?’ I offer politely.

‘Thank you, no,’ she refuses, then she thinks better of it. ‘Actually, yes, I will have one.’

‘What can I get you?’

Her gaze flickers over me. ‘Um … cognac if you have it.’ And after a slight pause, ‘Make it a double.’

I walk to the bar and feel her eyes burning into my back as I automatically pull a glass from the cabinet. My mind is churning. I grab the cognac bottle and uncap it. One thing is for sure: She didn’t just happen to be in the neighborhood.

I tilt the bottle and pour out a generous measure.

I try to think why she is here and I cannot imagine any reason she could possibly have for coming to my office at this time of the night. I wipe the frown from my forehead and turn around. Casually, I walk up to her and hold out the drink.

She lets her fingers brush mine as she takes it. Of course, they are as befits the pampered daughter of a dangerous man, silky soft.

‘Aren’t you having one?’ she asks, one eyebrow arched.

‘No.’ My voice sounds thick and strange.

‘Oh,’ she exclaims, gazing up at me.

It’s like looking down at an angel or an apparition. It has a hypnotizing almost paralyzing effect on me, probably because I’ve never been this close to her before. I struggle with the crazy urge to grab her and devour her sulky mouth.

Fuck! I need to put something between us. I walk around my desk and sit down. Silently, I watch her drain the glass. The way her white throat moves as she swallows, the movement so erotic my cock stirs. She clasps the empty glass loosely in her lap and looks at it. The silence stretches between us.

Odd. Tight. Strained.

But I hold my tongue. Let her break it.

Finally, she looks up. ‘I’m … getting … married in six months,’ she says quietly. 

I already knew that little fact, Tasha.
You’re marrying the good-for-nothing son of a psychopathic billionaire.
It’s a marriage brokered in hell by her fat fuck father, a thoroughly ugly and detestable man. If he knew she was here it wouldn’t be a pretty sight. Blood on the floor would be the least of it.

I say nothing and she fixes me with those unnerving eyes of hers.

‘Well, anyway, I thought that before I settle down I’d like to try life a little.’

‘Oh yeah?’ I can’t fucking believe she’s going where I think she’s going.

‘Yeah. I want you to have sex with me tonight,’ she says very quickly into the tense air.

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