Book : Shadow Fire (a Shadow Riders Novel) - Feehan,...

-Titulo Original : Shadow Fire (a Shadow Riders Novel)

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Berkley

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Journey deeper into the world of Chicago’s most dangerous, alluring crime family in this incendiary installment of the Shadow Riders series from #1 New York Times bestselling author Christine Feehan. Shadow Rider Elie Archambault has been called many things: domineering, brash, loyal, but most of all fast. And there’s nothing faster than choosing to marry a woman you’ve never met. All he has is a signed contract and a list of his new bride’s expectations for their arranged marriage. He’s not expecting love or some happy ever after, just a partner that knows exactly what she signed up for. He’ll be faithful because he’s a man of honor, but she’ll never have his heart.... Elie knows who he is. A privileged member of the Archambault family. A skilled rider and fighter. A man whos always had things easy for all the wrong reasons. Hes made his mistakes and lost his chance at real, true passion with his other half thanks to his own careless arrogance. Now he just wants to do his duty as a Shadow Rider and leave the past behind. But Elie has no idea that his choice is about to spark a blaze that will burn all his carefully laid plans to the ground.... About the Author Christine Feehan is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Carpathian series, the GhostWalker series, the Leopard series, the Shadow series and the Torpedo Ink series. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Chapter One Clearly I should have invested in pizzerias instead of strip joints and sex clubs. Elie Archambault paused in the act of bringing a slice of pizza dripping with cheese, salami and olives to his mouth, staring at the speaker before he burst out laughing. No one makes pizza the way Tito and his father, Benito, do. There isnt a pizzeria in the world that can top this one, right, Emme? Emmanuelle Ferraro Saldi reached over and casually grabbed the slice of pizza from his hand and took a bite, nodding to agree with him. Hey. Thats the last piece of salami and olive, Elie protested. Dario, he added, you shouldnt talk about strip joints and sex clubs in front of Emmanuelle. Dario Bosco rolled his eyes. Emme frequents strip joints and sex clubs. She knows more about what goes on in them then I do. Emmanuelle ignored the statement, making moaning noises deliberately as she ate the slice of pizza, and hastily gathered up the remaining olives that were loose on the platter. Elie shoved his shoulder into hers. Youre a demon, woman. I dont know how your husband puts up with you. He thinks shes an angel, Dario said, feigned disgust in his voice. Emmanuelle wasnt in the least bit fazed. She continued to eat the slice of pizza as if she was enjoying it immensely-which she was. Val never did have good sense that I could see, Elie said. Emme kicked him under the table. Elie laughed. We need our waitress back so we can order more pizza, but therere so many people in here, I dont think well ever see her again. Petrovs Pizzeria was packed, as it always was regardless of the day of the week. Saturday nights just happened to double the traffic. Fortunately, Benito always reserved two large booths, back in the shadows, for the Ferraro family and their bodyguards, just in case they decided to drop in. Ferraro territory started right on the edge of what some people referred to as Little Italy. Most of the land, businesses and homes were rented or leased by the Ferraro family. All were protected by them. For years it was whispered that if one went to the Ferraros with a problem, that problem would inexplicably disappear. Rumors swirled around the mysterious family, six brothers and one sister. They always wore their signature pinstriped suits and were often surrounded by bodyguards, although no one ever thought they needed them. Wealthy, arrogant and formidable, the members of the Ferraro family were known to be lethal if crossed. Now, after Emmanuelle Ferraro, the youngest an