*~*Love Notes: Wolfe to Francesca – The Kiss Thief by L.J. Shen*~*

Author:   L.J. Shen

They say your first kiss should be earned.

Mine was stolen by a devil in a masquerade mask under the black Chicago sky.

They say the vows you take on your wedding day are sacred.

Mine were broken before we left church.

They say your heart only beats for one man.

Mine split and bled for two rivals who fought for it until the bitter end.

I was promised to Angelo Bandini, the heir to one of the most powerful families in the Chicago Outfit.

Then taken by Senator Wolfe Keaton, who held my father’s sins over his head to force me into marriage.

They say that all great love stories have a happy ending.

I, Francesca Rossi, found myself erasing and rewriting mine until the very last chapter.

One kiss.
Two men.
Three lives.
Entwined together.

And somewhere between these two men, I had to find my forever.

I am insanely obsessed with Wolfe…and now I’m insanely obsessed with his Love Note to his Nem! 🙂

 

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Dear Nem,

It has been said that in order to make something perfect and whole, you first need two, perfect halves to fit one another.

Whoever said that was wrong.

When I first met you, I was not a half. I wasn’t even a fucking quarter. I was a thousand different pieces, smashed together by someone you loved dearly. And you, you were everything I didn’t know I need, but you weren’t a half.

You were more.

You were an entire entity, waiting to put me back together.

Nem, I know you like to keep notes, especially those written by your family. So I’m going to keep it short and neat for you. You keep asking me when I am going to go to church and confess all my sins, and I think it is high time I make some admissions, but it is you who is going to hear them.

Confession 1: I wanted you from the get go.

From that masquerade.

From the moment I laid eyes on you.

I didn’t care you belonged to someone else. Made no difference to me. I just knew I needed to have you—not wanted, needed—and I stopped at nothing to get you.

Confession 2: You always come first.

Before my career.

Before my country.

Before my life.

Remember that when I spend long hours in the office, when I’m out of town, when I’m across continents.

Confession 3: I’d been worried you wouldn’t have the exact number of children, in the exact same gender, you’d imagined having with Angelo.

Luckily, fate was on our side.

I gave you everything I have, and I’m not even done yet.

Happy Valentines Day, my little nemesis.

Yours,

Wholly,

Truthfully,

Always,

Wolfe

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L.J. Shen is USA Today and Washington Post bestselling author of contemporary romance books. She lives in California with her husband, son and lazy cat.
When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading a good book with a glass of wine and catching up on her favorite HBO and Netflix shows.

Yeah, she’s a badass like that.