{"id":3019,"date":"2018-05-10T07:55:26","date_gmt":"2018-05-10T11:55:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/eroticbookreview.com\/?p=3019"},"modified":"2018-05-10T07:56:59","modified_gmt":"2018-05-10T11:56:59","slug":"new-release-el-pecador-by-m-robinson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/eroticbookreview.com\/new-release-el-pecador-by-m-robinson\/","title":{"rendered":"New Release: El Pecador by M. Robinson"},"content":{"rendered":"by M. Robinson<\/a>
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EL PECADOR BLOG TOUR<\/div>\n
FROM USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR M. ROBINSON<\/div>\n
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COVER MODEL: ENRICO RAVENNA<\/a><\/div>\n
COVER DESIGN: THE FINAL WRAP\u00a0<\/a><\/div>\n
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Book two of a two book series. El Santo (Book one) available now.<\/span><\/strong><\/div>\n

FROM USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR M. ROBINSON<\/span><\/h3>\n
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So here you are\u2026
\nTurning the pages, opening the next chapters of my life\u2014wanting to know the next truths of my sins. As if the first half of my life wasn\u2019t enough.
\nYou. Need. More.
\nYou want my redemption.
\nMy heart. My soul.
\nYour happily ever after\u2026
\nYou. Want. Answers.
\nAnd I will grant you the very first one you\u2019re dying to know.
\nWhy did I leave her?
\nSo go ahead.
\nTurn the page.
\nI dare you.
\nYou just might not like the answer.
\nDon\u2019t say I didn\u2019t warn you.<\/span><\/p>\n

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She
\ncouldn\u2019t take it anymore and started pushing me to get free from my grasp.
\n\u201cStop! I hate you, Damien! Do you hear me? I fucking hate you!\u201d she yelled over
\nand over again, aching to make herself and me believe it.\u00a0 <\/span><\/span><\/div>\n

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My heart
\nbroke. <\/span><\/div>\n
My fingers
\ntwitched. <\/span><\/div>\n
And tears
\nthreatened to surface. <\/span><\/div>\n
However, I
\nwouldn\u2019t let up and just kept caressing her, kissing her, whispering that I
\nloved her. Battling her hateful words with my loving ones. I could feel she was
\nreaching her breaking point, as much as she could. Her wrist suddenly slipped
\nthrough my grip and she shoved me with so much force that she was able to slap
\nme across the face. Going full speed to do it again, but I intervened by
\ngrabbing her forearm, pinning her to the blanket. Locking down her petite frame
\nwith my flawed heart and beaten body. <\/span><\/div>\n
She laid
\nthere beneath me, panting profusely, emotionally and physically consumed with
\ntears cascading down the sides of her face. For a moment, I allowed her to take
\nmy breath away. In my eyes, she\u2019d never looked so fucking beautiful. <\/span><\/div>\n
So goddamn
\nbreathtaking. <\/span><\/div>\n
So fucking
\nmine\u2026<\/span><\/div>\n
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