Series: Infidelity #5
Published by Self-Published on Jan 17, 2017
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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She thought she could save those she loved.
He thought he could save her.
They'll both learn the truth.
FIDELITY, the dramatic conclusion to the epic five-novel series INFIDELITY, following Lennox "Nox" Demetri, Alexandria "Charli" Collins, the Montagues, Demetris, Fitzgeralds, and Spencers is finally here.
When the vows are complete and the dust settles, who will be left standing?
No one is safe, and no alliance is above suspicion in the much-anticipated finale to this hot romantic-suspense saga. Our heroine has survived betrayal, cunning, deception, and entrapment…what will happen when she’s faced with fidelity?
Infidelity, it isn't what you think.
From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Aleatha Romig comes a sexy, new dominant hero who knows what he wants and a strong-willed heroine who has plans of her own. With classic twists, turns, deceptions, and devotions, this new, epic romantic suspense will have readers swooning one minute and screaming the next.
Fidelity is a suspenseful, hot, sexy, page-turning book that will leave you biting your nails until the very last page. It’s a great conclusion to a series that I fell in love with and the epilogue made it even more perfect.
Like always we begin where Entrapment left off. At first, Aleatha leaves us hanging wondering just what the hell is going to happen then BOOM! we get our answer! But like every Aleatha book what we want doesn’t come easy and she proves why everyone says they have been “Aleatha’d.”
So much happened in this book. So many questions answered and so many new ones were brought to the surface but by the end, we get all the answers we want and more. I couldn’t think of a more perfect book to end the series.
I really would love to go into detail about Charli, Nox, Oren, Adelaide, Alton, Bryce and even Suzanne but I can’t well more like I won’t. I want everyone to experience every emotion I experience while reading. The anger, the confusion, the joy (oh so much joy), love, and even hurt. So trust me go in blind and if you don’t want to then I know someone will post a spoiler review but I just can’t bring myself to ruin it for you.
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Pandemonium prevailed as my heart beat faster. The world around me was falling apart, and I was again powerless. I’d said I didn’t want to leave the mansion. I’d protested, but here I was, being ushered, forcibly, toward the front of the house. Though I couldn’t see the guests, their voices were audible over the click of Suzanna’s and my heels as we stepped upon the marble floor.
“Dear, you’ll need to fix your make up.”
I joined the others in ignoring Suzanna as panic bubbled in the depths of my stomach, creating a sour concoction. I needed to get away—not go with them. I’d done all I could to stall, slowing my steps, claiming I needed to go up to my room, anything. Each moment I searched for aid, for Patrick, for Jane, or for anyone who could offer me a lifeline. Even Judge Townsend had disappeared. Now as we made our way to the front door, the corridors and foyer were exactly how Alton had ordered them to be—empty.
With each step, memories flashed in front of my eyes of my recent return to Montague Manor. Nine days ago as I walked these same hallways, the walls had been lined with Alton’s soldiers—his show of power. Their absence was the same display. Alton Fitzgerald could make people appear and disappear. Maybe I’d been wrong about my stepfather’s ability to entertain. He wasn’t a singer or dancer. He was a magician.
There wasn’t even a staff member present to open the front door as we approached. They’d all slipped into the secret dimension that only they could access. For a moment I wondered if they could see us and then I realized they couldn’t. Nor could they hear. They were paid too well for that.
Suzanna reached for the large handle and pulled the massive door inward. As we stepped onto the porch, the cool night air blew wisps of my hair about my face. My skin prickled with goose bumps as a chill raced through me.
“I need a coat,” I tried.
“Nonsense. The car is warm,” Alton said as a limousine pulled up the drive.
A sense of déjà vu filled me with the same doom I’d felt at Magnolia Woods.
I tugged my arm free from Alton’s grasp as the autumn leaves danced, creating a trail in the car’s wake. I wanted to push Alton for answers, but weighed my words. Over the last few minutes, his panicked sense of urgency had turned to a quiet resolve. The new demeanor gave me no sense of security.
As much as I despised the thought, I missed Bryce.
It was the knowledge that I was again alone at Alton’s mercy. Despite Bryce’s bipolar psychotic episodes, he had protected me from my stepfather more than once.
I tried not to think about how I wasn’t protected when he and I were alone, or how he’d treated Chelsea—his whore. Even his title for her made me ill. As we waited I longed for a phone with the blue dot app. It hadn’t been necessary when I’d been the one to wear the necklace, but now, I wanted to know that Chelsea was with Nox. If she and my mother were safe, I could break free.
My fingers trailed the diamond choker around my neck. The loss of the tracker necklace was suffocating. I reassured myself that it had been the right move. If for any reason Chelsea had been detained along the way, the beacon on the necklace would have led Nox to her.
Shivering, I wrapped my arm around my midsection and turned toward my stepfather as the car approached. “Please, tell me about my mother.”
“Really, Alexandria?” His warm breath reeked of whiskey as he looked up from his phone. No doubt his time spent with the VIPs in his office had been filled with the best alcohol in the mansion. “Your husband needs you and you’re asking about your mother. She’s probably sleeping peacefully, still detoxing.”
“Probably? You don’t know? And Bryce and I aren’t married. Do you know about my mother for sure?”
Suzanna didn’t speak as she turned her attention to Alton.
He shook his head. “Your mother is being taken care of. But, daughter, you’re mistaken about your marital status. You were married yesterday. Tonight’s party had been to announce your surprise nuptials. I just received confirmation. Ralph Porter will have the paperwork drawn up and Judge Townsend will make it all legal.” His thin lips formed a strained smile. “Congratulations, Mrs. Spencer. Today is your one-day anniversary.”