The Fixer by Renee Rose is Available Now

Title: The Fixer  

Author: Renee Rose

Genre: Contemporary Romance 

 

 

About The Fixer: 

𝑶𝑾𝑵𝑬𝑫 𝑩𝒀 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑴𝑨𝑵 𝑰 𝑩𝑬𝑻𝑹𝑨𝒀𝑬𝑫

Eight years ago I uttered a lie that changed a man’s life.

My father banished him from his bratva cell. From the country.

Now he’s back to take my inheritance. My life. Not through murder, but marriage.

And my own father arranged it.

Maxim thinks he can make me submit to his will. He thinks he gets to call all the shots. 

I wanted him once and he refused me. I won’t fall for him again. 

And I don’t plan to cave.

Not even when he makes me tremble with need… 

 

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Exclusive Excerpt: 

Maxim hasn’t called or texted, which probably means he’s on his way or is already here. I have zero doubt he’ll catch up to me, which is why I intend to enjoy the hell out of myself until he does. 

I’m tipsy, so it takes me a minute to notice that some asshole put his hands on my hips from behind. I’m about to tell him to step back when Maxim suddenly appears in front of me.

It only takes one glance to know he’s pissed. Not irritated, like he is going to throw me over his shoulder and carry me out, but lethally pissed.

I often forget, purposely, that my father’s men are killers.

I literally gulp.

“Get him off you, or his blood will be on your hands.” He speaks in Russian, so only I will understand.

I could elbow the guy away from me, but before the thought even forms, I arrive at a better solution. I surge forward and wrap my arms around the neck of the enemy. Maybe it’s the cocktails talking. Maybe it’s out of a sheer survival instinct. They say women don’t do flight or fight—we tend and befriend. Well, I’m bonding with my executioner.

It’s not a hug. I absolutely mold my body to his, gluing my hips against his legs, riding one of his thighs like a cowgirl on a bull, still undulating to the music. My breasts press against his ribs, my lips brush his neck.

He instantly bands one strong arm around me, his palm splaying at my lower back then dropping lower to cup my ass and help me ride his leg. After a few seconds, I sense the fury in him dissipate. His body softens against mine. He sways to the music. “That’s better,” he murmurs in English.

Thank fuck. I realize I’m trembling, and most of my intoxication has disappeared with the adrenaline. For a moment there, I thought it was me he wanted to throttle. But it wasn’t—it was the dickwad hitting on me.

 

 

 

About Renee Rose: 

USA Today Bestselling Author Renee Rose loves a dominant, dirty-talking alpha hero! She’s sold over a million copies of steamy romance with varying levels of kink. Her books have been featured in USA Today’s Happily Ever After and Popsugar. Named Eroticon USA’s Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, she has also won Spunky and Sassy’s Favorite Sci-Fi and Anthology author, and Romance Reviews Best Historical Romance. She’s hit the USA Today list seven times with her Wolf Ranch books and various anthologies.

 

 

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