Release Blitz + Giveaway ➤ Renzo + Lucia by Bethany-Kris

August 03, 2020


by Bethany-Kris
Publication Date: August 3, 2020
Genres: Adult, Romantic Suspense, Organized Crime. Erotic Romance

They came from two different worlds.
She’s the princess of mafia royalty.
He’s the dirt of New York’s slums.
They didn’t fit … until they did.
What would it take to change a life—an entire perspective? All the things you thought you knew and wanted? For them, it took thirty-six days. And the privilege of meeting each other.
But a simple meeting between Renzo Zulla and Lucia Marcello was just the start—follow them from New York to Vegas, and even San Francisco as they fight to keep what they want the most …
Note: Renzo + Lucia: The Complete Trilogy is a forbidden mafia romance featuring the full-length novels, Privilege, Harbor, Contempt, and the companion novellas, Forever and Cusp.

HARBOR (Renzo + Lucia, #2) by Bethany-Kris

“Are you almost done?” she asked.
“Almost. Diego just about finished?”
Lucia gave the boy a look, and found he was still working on his cheeseburger and had half of his fries left. “Almost, but not really.”
Renzo chuckled as he stood up, and came around the back of their SUV. He moved to the side of Lucia where he could bend down to the ground, put the license plate on, and still keep out of view with her mostly blocking what he was doing. Diego moved to the edge of the hatch, and watched his older brother with a curious eye.
“What are you doing, Ren?” Diego asked.
“Making us harder to find again, that’s all.”
“Oh, okay. Like Hide and Seek?”
Renzo glanced up, and smiled at his brother. “Sure, just like that.”
Seemingly satisfied with his brother’s answer, Diego scooted back inside the hatch and bit into his burger again while scribbling on the notepad with a red pencil crayon. He wasn’t paying Lucia and Renzo any attention, now. Renzo quickly finished up his work of switching the license plates on the vehicles—well, he didn’t put their original stolen plates on the white car. Instead, he tossed it inside the SUV to keep it before coming to stand next to Lucia. That left the white car with no plate but it was unlikely the owner would even notice that until they got off their shift later in the day.
“You sure you don’t want some food?” he asked.
She shook her head. “Not really.”
“We’re not going to stop for a while.”
“I’ll be fine.”
“If you’re—”
“Why did you switch the license plates again?” she asked. “No, sorry … took the license plate from that car and also kept ours.”
“I told Diego why.”
Turning her back to the hatch, Renzo did the same. Lucia lowered her voice as she replied, “Yeah, but maybe I don’t believe that’s why.”
Renzo snuck an arm around her waist, pulled her in close, and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. Murmuring, he admitted, “You’re right. I was thinking it’d be better to switch the plates back to the old one after we cross over into Nebraska.”
“But why—”
“We need more money.”
Lucia stilled. “We have money, Ren.”
“Not enough. Not enough for Vegas.” His hand tightened on her waist, squeezing just hard enough to take her breath away but ground her all over again. Without a word, he tugged her around the SUV where Diego couldn’t see them. Renzo backed Lucia against the SUV, and came close enough that his nose brushed against hers. All she could see was him clouding her vision, and for a moment, the rest of the world just disappeared. She sucked in a quick breath a second before his lips grazed hers. “Vegas is the most expensive place to live—and we have to stay underground, so that’s going to make it worse. We’re gonna need shit, Lucia.”
“I know.”
“Fake IDs. A place to stay. That’s going to eat up a lot of cash all at once right there.”
Would it?
Lucia didn’t know.
“We need to eat, to sleep, to get dressed every day … more. Okay? So let me take care of it. Let me handle getting cash to do something with. You just keep Diego in the car, and keep him down out of sight until I get out of here. Then, we’re on the road again. No looking back, baby, right?”
“No looking back.”
He let her go then only to pull the gun he’d kept tucked in his waistband out of his jeans. Pulling out the mag, he checked the gun, and then quickly tucked it away once more. Passing the fast food restaurant a look, his attention came back to her in a blink. “I’ll hit somewhere as we head out of Nebraska.”
She knew, then.
He was going to rob a place.


Bethany-Kris is a Canadian author, lover of much, and mother to four young sons, one cat, and two dogs. A small town in Eastern Canada where she was born and raised is where she has always called home. With her boys under her feet, snuggling cat, barking dogs, and a hubby calling over his shoulder, she is nearly always writing something … when she can find the time.
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