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Eternal Temptations (The Tempted Series Book 6)
Eternal temptations
By Janine Infante Bosco
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Can you believe this is the last time I warn you of the temptations you’re about to read?
Let me start by saying this book should’ve actually been two novels but instead of paying for two books and waiting on a cliffhanger—you get a long ass book with two parts and no cliffhanger. Pretty sweet deal.
But then again, it’s been a pretty sweet ride.
Alright.
Here we go.
CAUTION!
It’s time for the last hit.
Saddle up for the final ride.
Shit’s about to go down for the dapper men of the mob and the leather clad knights.
You are about to enter the unapologetic world of the Satan’s Knights.
For those of you who have visited before, you have an idea of what to expect—
Crass talking bikers with no fucking filter.
For the new readers…
This is a standalone and you’ll get to know the couples in the happily ever after stages. If you’re tempted to learn how they got there, pick a couple, any couple and go back and read their book. The whole series can be read out of order—including Eternal Temptations.
Like the rest of the Tempted novels there will be a shit ton of motherfucking, loving and violence. I think each book gets grittier than the last and my mind more twisted…Beware.
I hope you enjoy Victor and Grace’s story as well as the little glimpses of your favorite couples living their happy endings.
Hang on to your panties it’s going to be a wild ride.
They’ll be lots of lovin’.
A bunch of tears.
And of course some laughter.
I won’t even get into the sex—but this is an erotic suspense novel and Blackie is back. Do I need to say anything else?
The grammar won’t be on point and that’s because you are now riding with the Satan’s Knights and the men wearing the reaper aren’t scholars, they’re street guys who are rough around the edges…
Their words are just as rough.
Now grab your drink of choice and let’s do this one final time.
The Drinking Game Rules:
Take a shot every time Blackie gets you hot.
Take two shots if someone dies.
Take three shots whenever you smile.
When the Pastore family breaks your heart, chug the bottle.
When you gasp because you never saw that shit coming, grab the Tylenol.
When you’re good and bombed write your review and remember to stay #ForeverTempted
See you on the other side,
Janine
To my parents,
Your story will always be my favorite one ever written.
Everyone loved him.
The way he walked.
The way he talked.
The clothes he wore.
The smile he adorned when he was victoriously acquitted time after time—crime after crime. In the public eye he was cocky, arrogant, a man confident in his ability to beat the odds. To me he was just the man I fell in love with when I was sixteen years old.
Victor Pastore was more than what society thought he was. He was more than a criminal, not just a notorious gangster conquering the streets of New York, he was my first love.
And my last.
I lost my love somewhere along the journey. He became the kingpin and the Vic I knew, the man with a big heart and bigger values, that man died. If I had to put a time stamp on when it happened, I’d say it was right after Michael Valente was murdered. Michael was my husband’s underboss and he and his wife, Maryann, were our best friends. Michael, or Val to most, stepped into the line of fire when a rival organization tried to take down Victor. Val sacrificed his life for Vic’s and my husband could never make peace with that. His mission in life no longer was to keep rising but to seek revenge for the blood of his brother.
Everything else faded including me and our two girls. He severed his relationship with our eldest daughter, Adrianna, by sending her boyfriend, Anthony, who was also his enforcer, to jail. He planned to have Anthony avenge Val’s death in prison but the man he thought was responsible, someone they called the G-Man, was transferred. At the time Vic’s connections didn’t run that deep. Anthony spent three years in jail for a crime he didn’t commit and never got the chance to commit the one Vic sent him to do.
He barely paid any mind to our youngest, Nicole, and I started to think of that as a blessing in disguise. Nikki pushed forward with no validation from her father, made a life for herself without Victor hovering over her. I reasoned that since he didn’t have a hand in her happiness then he couldn’t rip it away like he did with her sister.
I tried to make sense of Victor’s actions, especially after we found out that Adrianna was pregnant but there was no talking to him. That’s when I mourned the man I loved and realized I was married to a stranger.
Adrianna and Anthony lost that baby and each other.
Victor lost his daughter.
And me? I watched the foundation of our marriage crumble.
It’s grueling to watch your child suffer, knowing your husband ultimately caused every bit of her pain. Adrianna not only suffered a miscarriage but the heartbreak of losing Anthony. She wound up meeting someone, and though her heart was elsewhere she found solace in the attention Vinny provided. A part of me thinks if Victor would’ve stepped up, Adrianna wouldn’t have been looking for someone to pay her attention and lick her wounds. But then I wouldn’t have my beautiful grandson Luca, I’m a firm believer that life works in mysterious ways.
For a brief pause after Luca’s birth my Victor came back to us. He took one look at that little boy and his heart grew ten times in size. Luca became Victor’s chance at redemption and I even started to think he’d be able to repair his relationship with Adrianna. A baby is one of life’s most beautiful blessings and Luca’s birth was just what our family needed to mend.
I’ll never forget finding Victor in the corridor of the hospital, staring at Anthony as he watched Luca through the window of the nursery. I looked into my husband’s eyes and saw regret, something he never expressed in all our years together.
Anthony was there when Adrianna went into labor and he never left her side. He watched that boy take his first breath and when we arrived at the hospital we found him in the hallway looking at the boy, wishing he was his. He may not have been Luca’s biological father but God made him his dad.