Title: Didn't You Promise?
He always keeps his promises.
Angelina has sacrificed everything to be with the man she loves. Forced to abandon her family, and even her own identity, Angelina depends on Haithem as never before. With no more secrets between them, Haithem has become the source of all her needs. Sexually. Emotionally.
But not even Haithem can hide forever.
While they're sneaking across borders, avoiding persecution from everyone who would see Haithem dead and his prototype stolen, the media fascination surrounding Angelina's disappearance continues to mount.
For Angelina, it's a brutal reminder of what she's left behind and the pain she's caused to those who believe her dead or held against her will.
To Haithem, it's a warning: he stands to lose the one person left in his life he loves beyond measure. The hunt won't be called off until his enemies have destroyed him, his life's work and everyone involved—including Angelina.
He has only one choice. He's promised to protect her. And Haithem always keeps his promises.
Author: Amber A. Bardan
Other books by this author that we've reviewed: For Her Protection, Don't Lie to Me, King's Captive
Series: Bad For You
Other books in this series that we've reviewed: Didn't I Warn You, Don't Lie to Me
Published by MIRA Source: Publisher
Published: June 19th 2017
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What do you say about a book that you’re been dying to get your hands on since the first one ended? A book that has caused you to cry, laugh and yell, all within one chapter. A book that causes believable dreams. You know what I’ll say? I. LOVED. EVERY. WORD. WRITTEN!!!
In the first installment, we meet Haithem and Angelina and watch them fall in love. In this installment, Haithem and Angelina continue to outrun those chasing them. But the love that Haithem and Angelina have for one another is seriously pushed to it’s limits, over and over again. Not only by those they can’t trust, but by themselves as well.
Just like in the first installment, there are twists and turns that pull you deeper and deeper in to the abyss that is Haithem. Although we watch the identity change (you’ll understand later), there is always Haithem. There is always love and there is always some sort of awareness that is hard to miss (yes, I’m writing in code). We watch a young lady grow into a stronger woman than when we first meet her on that wonderful yacht. One that has learned from watching Haithem. One that, in the end, knows exactly who she is and what she wants.
Will love win out in the end? Would I have loved this as much if it didn’t? As much as I love the love story, I equally in love with…their STORY.
P.s. – The author gifted us with a little audio tease on Goodreads.
Buy Links for DIDN’T I WARN YOU (Book One) *Recommended reading first*
After spending years imagining fictional adventures, Amber Bardan finally found a way to turn daydreaming into a productive habit. She now spends her time in a coffee-fueled adrenaline haze, writing romance with a thriller edge.
She lives with her husband and children in semi-rural Australia, where if she peers outside at the right moment she might just see a kangaroo bounce by.
Amber is an award winning writer, Amazon Bestselling Author, and member of Romance Writers of Australia, Melbourne Romance Writers Guild, and Writers Victoria.
“Did you do everything I asked?”
Avner’s jaw set. “Of course I did.”
“I needed to ask—” I held his gaze tighter than I’d held his shoulder “—because I need you to look at me now, and tell me that if the time comes you’ll do what has to be done.”
He took a breath, then his jaw pulsed.
There were few people close to me I didn’t fully own. Avner might have been my only true friend. The only man with whom I’d argue. We’d argued about this. He’d refused my requests. Avner had the balls for that. Perhaps that’s what made him so crucial.
“Yeah, I’ll do it.”
My spine relaxed a fraction.
“I still say there are too many things that could go wrong, Haithem.”
My gaze drifted to the door once more.
Yes, there were.
Far too many things that could go wrong with this plan. The one contingency I’d never repeated to Angelina. One that could only work if she never suspected. It’d destroy her, but if we ever found ourselves on that road, that terrible one-way road, we’d already be beyond salvation.
Nothing, no part of all the good I could only hope would vindicate our actions, trumped her.
She had to survive me.
If everything went to hell, I could live in hell, as long as she was all right. She’d never forgive me if I had to go through with this. I’d told too many lies already. Even this planning broke the honesty keeping us together after everything I’d done.
But better to be with and not need, then need and be without.
So I planned for the worst.
“Do you have that other thing I asked for?”
“Right here.” Avner patted his breast pocket.
The door opened, and Angelina stepped through. It took work to keep the air in my lungs. She’d never been sexier. Not because she appeared different—I’d love nothing more than to strip that disguise away—it was the way she looked at me.
Angelina looked at me the way a woman does who knew and owned her own self.
She knew and owned me too.
Yet, I couldn’t help the questions clenching my guts—what had it cost to get us here? How much of her innocence had been lost? And how much more was yet to be broken.