His Sweetest Temptation – Ava Zane

Her hands rise with her inhalation and fall with her exhale. Bizarrely, everyone in the crowd follows her without question or thought. Two hundred people breathing in tandem, shifting the room’s pressure in an instant, palpable way. I don’t breathe with them. I don’t take orders from anyone but Roman. Still, I can’t help but study how easily she commands them. How strangers bend to her rhythm.

This talent isn’t nothing. They’re eating out of her hand, and she just started. “We’re going to talk about energetic blockages. But not in the way you might think.” I brace for the nonsense. Chakras. Crystals. Faux-spiritual garbage. “The body remembers.” Jordan radiates authenticity, her gait slow as she crosses the stage. She’s nothing like the woman in her streams. She understands. She’s lived. “Even when the mind wants to forget.” She begins the story. And every soul in the room listens, enraptured. “When I was younger, I was put in a box.

Not literally, of course. I could have easily fought my way out of that.” A laugh ripples through the room. She could ask anything of the huddle of bodies. Anything. “Instead, I was given a costume. A role. Someone else’s version of me.” This should have been a boring, mystic, mumbo-jumbo lecture I could half-sleep through. But if this is the opening line, I was clearly mistaken. My back tightens. My muscles tense. I’m in dangerous territory. “I’m wearing a costume now too.”

Her gloved hand drifts up, tracing the chokehold neckline and the sharp lines of the dress. My dress. “Not my usual style, is it?” The audience chuckles again. Heads shake. They know her from her blog. The earth-toned drapery, the crystals, the goddess posing in sunshine. Jordan smiles. “That’s the thing about costumes.” A new current— bright and wicked—enters her voice. “They’re cages or keys. They trap us, or,” she spins, the silk arcing out, a black flare slicing the air like wings, “they transform us.”

The greedy crowd leans in. So do I. I can’t stop myself. I see the teeth behind her smile. This isn’t about the dress, not really. It’s about me. About the way I pressed her into these clothes, how I meant them as a collar, as proof she’s mine. And now she’s flexing those chains right in front of everyone.

This is not the woman who smacked the bottom of a trash can and shouted about auras and energies at the top of her lungs, even if that was just a ploy to escape. She’s magnetic. And a menace. Jordan whirls, swaggering across the stage. “When someone wants to box you in, when they try to dictate how you show up, you only get two choices.”

One finger stabs the air. “Reject it. Tear it off. Refuse.” Another finger.

No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. OceanofPDF.com Books by Ava Zane The Bratva Brotherhood His Reckless Obsession His Ruthless Deception His Sweetest Temptation The Story Continues in Book Four His Wicked Persuasion OceanofPDF.com Warning! Sensitive readers, please beware. This book may not be suitable for everyone due to graphic violence, assault, rough sex, kidnapping, and other disturbing material.

Please take care of yourself and your mental health. OceanofPDF.com Contents Description 1. Jordan 2. Kirill 3. Kirill 4. Kirill 5. Jordan 6. Kirill 7. Kirill 8. Kirill 9. Jordan 10. Jordan 11. Jordan 12. Jordan 13. Jordan 14. Kirill 15. Jordan 16. Kirill 17. Kirill 18. Jordan 19.

Kirill 20. Jordan 21. Kirill 22. Jordan 23. Kirill 24. Jordan 25. Kirill 26. Kirill 27. Jordan 28. Jordan 29. Kirill 30. Jordan 31. Jordan 32. Kirill 33. Kirill 34. Jordan 35. Kirill 36. Kirill 37. Kirill 38. Kirill 39. Jordan 40. Kirill Epilogue What’s Next? Acknowledgments About Ava Zane OceanofPDF.com Description Jordan As an aspiring social media influencer, I’ve dedicated my life to selling the abundance I can’t quite manifest for myself.

Adventures I’ve never tasted but crave. Then he appears. Literally. In my doorway. He’s mafia. I know it in my bones as deeply as I know he wants my father’s secrets. Secrets he’ll do anything to get. Secrets I can never give him. He’s a lethal killer, capable of terrible things. But despite my terror, it’s as if my soul recognizes his. As if he’s what I’ve been waiting for my whole life.

Then he kisses me, and I realize what should scare me the most. Not his violence. Not his ruthless control. But the way he tears down every wall I’ve built…and truly sees me. Kirill Her father was the journalist who uncovered secrets about organized crime families that got him killed fifteen years ago. Secrets that could now destroy the Kozlov family. My job is to find his “insurance policy” and eliminate it.

Starting with her. She’s an idealist, a ridiculous optimist I wrenched from her home against her will. And the most baffling—and intoxicating—woman I’ve ever met. Fearless. Like a diamond—dazzling but unbreakable. And dangerous, because she looks at me like I’m an answer, not a monster. I kiss her to remind us both who holds the power. Control keeps you alive. But one taste of her and I don’t just want her secrets.

I want her. Worse, she wants me too. Not despite what I am but because of it. And that’s the most dangerous thing of all. *His Sweetest Temptation is a full-length mafia romance novel with no cheating and a guaranteed HEA.

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