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Made Men 2: Forbidden Love (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

  Made Men 2: Forbidden Love

  Adalina has a secret she can’t reveal to anyone. It affects all decisions in her life and especially the two men she falls in love with.

  One man is set on making her his woman while also double-crossing her cousin and other local organized crime families. Turk is a rapist, thug, and killer who’s obsessed over Adalina for quite some time. As Adalina’s lovers get framed for crimes they didn’t commit, and even get shot at, her cousin orders her to stay under the protection of the one man who has set out to destroy her family and friends and claim her as his own.

  Adalina is determined to prove her lovers are innocent and that someone else has set out to destroy the business. She figures out too late exactly who that is and, as she fights for her life, she hopes she can buy enough time for her lovers, her cousin, and her friends to find her—before it's too late.

  Genre: Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Romantic Suspense

  Length: 37,319 words



  Dixie Lynn Dwyer



  Siren Publishing, Inc.

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  Copyright © 2017 by Dixie Lynn Dwyer

  E-book ISBN: 978-1-68295-928-2

  First E-book Publication: February 2017

  Cover design by Les Byerley

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  Dear readers,

  Thank you for purchasing this legal copy of Made Men 2: Forbidden Love. Learning to keep secrets is part of Adalina’s life. The biggest secret of all is whose daughter she is. That secret, the decisions she makes in life, the profession she keeps, the friends she makes, as well as the decision to not date, all affect her life and her future. Some say there is no such thing as love at first sight or even childhood sweethearts, but she knows better.

  Adalina desires two men, brothers who are older, who have seen her grow into the successful woman she is and share the same desires she does. She has to deny those feelings and pretend not to care, to be obsessed with work, with other friends and people, in order to hide the truth and the lie she may be taking to the grave. If anyone finds out who her father is, life as she knows it will change. She will be in danger, and anyone close to her will be, as well.

  That’s one hell of a secret to keep, and for Adalina, it means a whole lot of lonely nights and dealing with it all alone. If she really loves them, then keeping them far away from her and out of her life is the only way to protect them.

  May you enjoy her story and her fight to protect and save the two men she loves, and to secure the secret that eventually changes all their lives forever.

  Happy reading.



  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page



  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9


  About the Author






  Copyright © 2017


  “I have nothing to say, Vinny. Nothing.” Adalina exhaled and turned away. She hadn’t expected Vinny Costanza to show up at the club and follow her to the exit, but he had. She could only hope that his brother wasn’t here, too, or she wouldn’t be able to resist the two of them tag teaming her.

  He gripped her upper arm and turned her back around toward him and into his arms. She gasped at the forcefulness of his pull, the intensity in his eyes, and how hard his muscular body felt wedged against hers. The palm over her ass and the determination in his eyes were enough to make her come undone and give in. She’d fantasized about him and Sunny, avoided them for the past six weeks as best she could, but she did some side work for Dominick and kept bumping into Vinny and Sunny. Vinny was more aggressive in making contact and letting her know that he wanted her.

  “Vinny, don’t.” She stared up into his big brown eyes, saw that gorgeous, clean-shaven face and tan complexion, and her heart raced, her pussy throbbed. Goddamn it, this wasn’t good. She could get him and his brother killed. Tudoro wouldn’t allow this.

  His eyes went from her eyes to her lips and then down over her breasts that poured from the designer dress. She was hoping to get him and Sunny off her mind. Maybe flirt a little with some man she didn’t know or, better yet, one she knew there would be no ties to. She’d never thought that way before, only had one lover ever, but lately, she fantasized about Vinny and Sunny, about having them as lovers and getting lost in what she knew would be the kind of sex to blow her mind. He cupped her cheek.

  “Why are you pushing us away? Why are you denying what the three of us feel?”

  “Please, Vinny, it’s not smart. We can’t happen—”

  He kissed her. The second his lips covered hers she moaned, felt her body go limp in his arms, and her mind processed the possibilities of how this might work. Could they sneak around? Could they hide a relationship? Could they be lovers and nothing more?

  When the second set of hands landed on her shoulders, she felt her pussy cream.

  “Ours. You belong with us. Between us, with our cocks buried deep inside of this body, claiming you, fucking every inch of you.” Sunny’s words undid her, and she came. Just like that. With their hands and mouths exploring her body and Sunny’s deep, commanding voice destroying the last bit of fight in her.

  It was heaven. It was perfect until the gun went off, ending it all and killing Sunny in front of her.


  Adalina screamed out, startled awake in bed. She was gasping for breath, sweating and crying, with thoughts that the dream was real. The pleasure she felt, the connection, hell, the desire and love for Vinny and Sunny Costanza when someone shot Sunny and killed him. Tears stung her eyes, and she used her forearm to wipe them away. Her chest was tight. So tight she was still unable to catch a full breath. Sunny, Vinny, oh God, we can never be together.

  She threw back the covers and sat on the edge of the bed, placing her bare feet on the hardwood floors. The T-shirt she wore to bed was high against her waist. Now that she was fully awake, she absorbed how her body felt. Her pussy throbbed, and her nipples were still hard, and a need for sex, for Vinny and Sunny to fill her body with cock, flashed through her mind. Oh, how she wanted them, was so attracted to them she thought about them all the time. She couldn’t place them in danger. She couldn’t lie to them or withhold the truth of who she really was. It wouldn’t be fair to them, to learn about her true identity sometime later when her life was threatened because someone had found out who her father was.

  She couldn’t live a normal life. She knew she couldn’t use them either. The feelings she had for them, the attraction, the desire, was strong, hell, lethal. She had known them all her life. Felt comfortable around them. Safe. Perhaps that was really the pull toward Vinny and Sunny.

  She’d practically grown up with them, like brothers. She shook her head. No, not like brothers. God, she didn’t think of them like brothers. She thought of them as sex gods. Lethal men who hid their connections to a somewhat underground world of hidden crimes, money laundering, importing and exporting for high-profile businessmen within the same connected families.

  They thought she didn’t know. She revealed a bit of her capabilities when helping to rescue Bella. Now here she was desiring something, two men, she knew she shouldn’t desire or have. Plus Tudoro, her cousin, had forbidden her from getting even remotely close to them. It could cause problems. They were associates of the Fiorre family, and they would be an even greater part of that family now that their sister, Bella, was romantically involved with Mateus and Major Fiorre.

  She pushed herself up from bed and pulled her long blonde hair back into a makeshift ponytail. She walked past the mirror, noting her flushed cheeks, feeling how swollen her pussy was. She’d come in her sleep. Fantasized about Vinny and Sunny holding her, kissing her, demanding that she let them fuck her, and she’d come. That was not normal. That had nothing to do with her inexperience with sex either. Her one lover through college had been Andre, an international exchange student from Germany. He was super sexy, six feet three, muscular, and wealthy. His family owned multiple businesses, and he was set to be married to a young woman from another family in Germany, forming some great empire of sorts. Her relationship with Andre had been perfect with no long-lasting commitments, but the desire, the lust, was there, and their friendship and love affair worked out for both of them.

  She smiled when she thought of him. They’d stayed in touch. It was crazy how such a bond, a long-lasting friendship had formed between them. Whenever she was in Germany, he would help her to arrange the best accommodations and provide personal escorts and security for her throughout her stay. Completely unnecessary but he said he felt better knowing she was safe when in his country.

  She headed toward the kitchen, her large apartment way too big for her. She’d been smart not to accept Tudoro’s insistence on the penthouse. It would be a waste of money, and she would hardly ever entertain. She put a pod into the brewer and waited for the coffee mug to fill. Glancing toward the living room and a great view of the Hudson River and New Jersey, she exhaled. She had the life here. Worked hard in the corporate world and could easily hide amongst the normal civilians of society, but apparently, organized crime was in her blood. The instincts, the business sense, the ability to talk, persuade, entice investors into supporting a venture or trade was a gift. She made most of her money solo, didn’t ever touch what had been left for her in an account that Tudoro monitored, which her father fed into from God knew where. No one ever knew where he was or what business he was conducting. The man was a legend. Sometimes, hell, times like this, when she wanted what she couldn’t have, she wished she could disappear and live in hiding with him.

  Then she thought about Bella, Alda, Alessa, Caprice, Giada, Fina, Donata and Gisella, her best friends and the only reasons why she remained in New York and in this life. Her best friends since elementary school made her stay here. She was starting to worry, though. What were the chances of Bella meeting and falling in love with two brothers who headed one of the largest organized crime families in the business? Plus, her brothers, Vinny and Sunny, were higher up in organized crime than even Adalina knew. Did Tudoro know that, too? Was that another reason why he’d forbidden her from getting involved with Vinny and Sunny, or was there more to that?

  She took a deep breath and exhaled. She had to put Vinny and Sunny out of her head. She had work to do, a new job to embark upon that Tudoro had yet to expand on. She didn’t have a normal family. Hell, she really didn’t even have a family. At least none she could acknowledge, except for Tudoro, and no one even knew he was her cousin. They just thought he was a good friend.

  She drank her coffee and then switched on the news to look at the stock market and business channel. She would immerse herself in her work, in her responsibilities, and in whatever job Tudoro wanted her to do next. Her life was under the restraints and command of a man, a family, she could never acknowledge as her own. Her reality was a death sentence, and if the truth was ever revealed about who she was the daughter of, freedom would never be hers but instead a life led with a bull’s-eye on her forehead.

  * * * *

  “I want her. I don’t care what it costs. I want her in my bed. I want her as my woman, and you and I both know that this will be beneficial to the family,” Turk Moltrose told Solencio Monteith. Solencio was one of the heads of the Monteith family, an organized crime syndicate in New York. They had other extended family in Chicago and Florida. They were very good friends with the Garlitto family.

  “How is this beneficial to the family? There’s no evidence that Adalina Carleone is blood-related to the Garlitto family. Her close friendship with Tudoro can benefit somewhat. He is very protective of her, too, Turk. I think she is becoming an obsession of yours, and we both know that isn’t a good path. Especially when dealing with a woman like Adalina, with men like Tudoro protecting her. She is quite beautiful, capable, and intelligent. Be careful,” Solencio replied, and then Broadway, a heavy who worked for them, started dealing the cards.

  “I say if you like her so much, boss, then just persuade her to be with you,” Crane, another heavy, suggested.

  “Persuade her? She isn’t some whore. She’s a very classy woman and capable. Am I the only one who is intrigued by her abilities and connections we heard she had in saving her friend from getting killed? She’s resourceful, a ten-plus in body, in beauty and mind and, not to mention, very close to Tudoro. You all know him as well as I do. He distr
usts everyone. So what makes her different?”

  “Maybe he’s fucking her,” Crane said and looked at his cards.

  Turk slammed his fist down on the table and got everyone’s attention.

  The scowl on his face alone seemed to scare Crane.

  “Or not,” Crane added, placing his cards down and then raising his palms up in surrender.

  “She is not a fucking whore. They’re good friends. He cares about her, and there’s something more to that. I just don’t know what.”

  Solencio exhaled. “I like Tudoro, and I like the relationship we have with the Garlitto family. I don’t want to jeopardize that with this obsession of yours.”

  “Obsession?” Turk asked.

  Solencio looked at him.

  “You have a short fuse, Turk. Your ways of getting things done are unconventional, and you have a lot to risk by settling down with one woman. She would instantly become a target. You realize that?” Solencio asked him.

  Turk knew that she would be a target, but his obsession had grown stronger, and he was finding it difficult to fuck other women without comparing them to her or even pretending they were her. This wasn’t the first time he had these types of feelings and desires. His secret life, his past, was known only by one person, and that person was dead by his hands. Turk’s secret would remain one. A natural-born killer. A man capable of anything.

  “They would have to get through me and, of course, the entire family,” he told them.

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