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Series: Infidelity #4
Published by: Romig Works
on September 13, 2016
Genres: Romantic Suspense
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"The snare is set—leaving, friendships, lives, and futures dangling in the balance"
ENTRAPMENT continues the epic new romantic suspense series INFIDELITY, featuring Lennox "Nox" Demetri, Alexandria "Charli" Collins, the Montagues, and the Demetris.
The thrills, heat, and suspense continue to add up...
One chance meeting
One sexy, possessive alpha and one spunky, determined heroine
One week of uncontainable, unbridled passion
One impulsive decision
Two declarations of love
The sum of intertwining pasts, lies, and broken rules
"Infidelity - it isn't what you think"
Don't miss this latest novel in the Infidelity series from New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Aleatha Romig. The classic twists, turns, deceptions, and devotions will have readers on the edge of their seats, discovering answers that continue to pose questions. Be ready to swoon one minute and scream the next.
Have you been Aleatha'd?
*ENTRAPMENT is the fourth of five full-length novels in the INFIDELITY series: Betrayal, Cunning, Deception, Entrapment, and Fidelity.
*This series does not advocate nor does it condone cheating.
What an EXPLOSIVE read…a complete thrill ride for sure! I was on the edge of my seat, biting my nails, with my head spinning and my nerves completely shot! Only you, Aleatha Romig, could drive me THIS crazy and make me love you that much more for it!
I don’t eve know how to review this book! I can’t give ANYTHING away! You know how hard that is going to be? Well, I will just keep praising this book and this series because Aleatha Romig is one of those authors that just DESERVES IT! She is an INCREDIBLE writer who always keeps her readers on their toes. You know, I thought her Consequences Series was incredible, but Romig just brought it up to the next level with her Infidelity Series.
ENTRAPMENT, Book 4 out of 5 in the series, was a PURE adrenaline rush! Diving back into Nox and Charli’s world brings me such joy and yet, such trepidation. It drove me CRAZY in the best way possible! So many ups and downs…twists and turns! I’m just so giddy thinking about it all over again!
I’ve cursed the gods on multiple occasions while reading ENTRAPMENT. It pretty much sounded like this: “Oh Shit! OMG! No FREAKING way! Oh NO he didn’t! Grrrr! I HATE him! I LOVE him! Son of a BITCH! MotherFUCKER! DAMMIT!”
I probably could go on, but I’ll digress and just say that if you are a Romantic Suspense fan, THIS book, THIS series, THIS author is for you! Don’t hesitate! Just go for it! You will be in for the ride of your life! But be warned, you will be left hanging on multiple occasions and you have to be OKAY with that, because the outcome will be THAT much better with the incredible amount of anticipation that has been built up! Aleatha Romig, you evil freaking genius, GIVE ME MORE! I can take it, I swear it!
DETONATIONS OF RED.
Flashes of white.
Explosions—visible to only me—momentarily hindered my vision. Blinking, I tried to make sense of Deloris’s text message.
“ALEX GOT INTO A CAR WITH ALTON FITZGERALD. WE ARE FOLLOWING.”
Though the plane ascended higher and higher, my heart fell to an abyss, the place where my stomach used to be.
I read it again.
The words refused to change.
Emotions boiled within me, creating a turbulent concoction capable of destruction. I looked toward the small window, expecting to see swirling clouds, but saw only the deceiving blueness of a complacent sky. Despite the misleading calm, disbelief, hurt, and rage swirled through my body, rushing through my blood, tightening my chest, and weakening my knees. Unconsciously, my fingers balled, creating fists that needed to connect with something—with anything—as I increased the pressure on the phone. Surely it would crack and shatter.
I read the words again and again.
They didn’t make sense.
Charli wouldn’t do that. She wouldn’t willingly get into her stepfather’s car.
Something terrible had happened.
I’d witnessed her apprehension and disgust when it came to Alton Fitzgerald. She’d shared her fears and some of her stories. He was the other devil, the one she spoke of. No matter what he’d done to her or not done to her in the past, being with him was dangerous. She knew that and so did I.
Charli wouldn’t willingly go with him, not after she’d promised me she’d stay safe.
I clenched my teeth, hearing her words in my mind, her promises…her lies.
When she refused to wait for me for this trip to Savannah, Charli had promised she’d stay with Deloris.
According to this text message, she hadn’t.
That’s what the words on my screen were telling me. Deloris’s message confirmed that Charli had done the one thing I forbade her from doing. She’d put the one person whom I’d entrusted to her care in danger.
She’d willingly sacrificed herself.
I needed to understand why.
I needed to speak to her, but I couldn’t.
Since the plane had just left the ground, I couldn’t make a call until we were high enough for the Wi-Fi to be activated; however, that didn’t stop my rant. Pounding the tabletop before me with the butt of my fist, a tirade of words spewed forth. The outburst, infused with obscenities, echoed uselessly through the cabin.
Wisely, Isaac remained quiet, rightfully assuming I’d share more when I was ready. The flight attendant, though, was new. She didn’t know me.
“Mr. Demetri, is everything all right?” she asked, her eyes bigger than dinner plates as she hurried around a wall and moved toward me. With each step she teetered one way and then the next, her body thrown off balance as the plane continued its ascent.
“No! Nothing is all right. Go sit down before you fall. There’s nothing you can do.”
“Sir,” she said, looking down at the phone still in my hand. “If we’re not yet out of the range of cell towers, we will be soon, but once we have Wi-Fi you’ll be able to Face Time.”
I reined in what little self-control still remained. This wasn’t my first flight. “I’m aware.”
“However, if you don’t want to wait, the plane has a satellite phone. Would you like to use that?”
What? Why didn’t I think of that?
Because I’m too stunned to process.
“Yes. Get it right away.”
Her knees buckled as she maneuvered toward the cockpit, her hands supporting her one way and then the other.
“I’M CALLING ON THE SATELLITE PHONE. I WANT DETAILS!”
I sent the text to Deloris, not caring if it would send or if she would get it. Just pushing the letters gave me something to do.
As soon as the flight attendant placed the satellite phone in my hand, I began dialing the longer-than-normal string of numbers. With each second that I waited for the connection, my blood pressure rose another notch. The rush coursing through my veins filled my ears with an internal roar, muting the engine’s drone.
“You have reached—”
Though the plane continued its climb, at the sound of her voice, my stomach took another nosedive. Hitting the disconnect button, I called Mrs. Witt. She probably should have been my first call, but I needed to try to reach Charli. I wanted to know that I could.
Now, I knew that I couldn’t.
As the satellite phone again waited to connect, I reached for my own phone and pushed the app on Charli’s tracker.
My mind reasoned that it wasn’t because she was unreachable. She may have gotten into a car, but she wouldn’t take off the necklace. There was nothing on the app, because we didn’t yet have Wi-Fi access and the cellular service was unavailable.
As soon as the satellite phone began to ring, Deloris answered, “Lennox we’re following her…”
“What the hell happened? Where is she? Where is that bastard taking her? Why the fuck did she get in his car? Why didn’t you stop her? Did he threaten her?”
“She’s a few hundred yards ahead of us on the street. We’re making our way out of the city. According to her tracker, her heart rate is elevated, but otherwise, we believe she’s safe. According to the GPS it seems as though we’re headed toward her home.”
“Her home?” I asked incredulously. “No, Deloris, her home is in New York.”