Defending Pacer by TJ Hamilton is out today! He’s the bad guy from the wrong side of the law and she’s the city’s princess whose there to protect it – a Romeo & Juliet story with a difference.
Chelsea Tanner’s career as a defence lawyer is rapidly climbing. Her strong ethics and sharp wit in the courtroom has paved her way into becoming an associate of Sydney’s top law firm. She hasn’t lost a single case in her short but successful career. Law is her life, living and breathing it leaves little time for anything more. When a member from the infamous Legano Family is up on a murder charge, Chelsea finds more.
Pacer Fratelli is dark, hard and completely consumed by his new defence lawyer. Chelsea and Pacer’s worlds couldn’t be further apart but he wants more … and what Pacer wants, Pacer gets.
Pacer Fratelli is the epitome of bad boy. From an Italian family he’s the guy you call when something needs “clearing up”. When his latest job goes wrong he’s faced with a murder charge and some serious jail time. His only hope is his hot shot lawyer Chelsea Tanner.
Chelsea comes from a powerful and wealthy family making her one of society’s princesses. Her career as a defence lawyer is going from strength to strength and she has never lost a case. When she’s given Pacer as her next client she’s determined to keep her record but she wasn’t betting on their instant attraction.
Chelsea & Pacer couldn’t come from world’s any further apart. Despite his crimes Chelsea can’t help but feel drawn to him and suspects there is much more to Pacer than meets the eye….Can she uncover the betrayals and secrets, and still keep her heart intact?
Wow what a read! Such a great story full of suspense and drama! Chelsea and Pacer have an incredibly hot, passionate relationship and their story will keep you hooked from cover to cover! The web of lies and deception runs deep and I spent a great deal of the book trying to figure out what was coming next. And the leather gloves? Hot damn watch out for those!
Read it for yourself here….
Seriously though, what the hell was that?
Pacer Fratelli is my client! A dangerous client. A client who I know is a murderer.
I can’t feel like this, but I do.
His smile flashes before my eyes again. Oh my god, would you just leave me the hell alone? I punch my fists down onto the chair, either side of me.
I strip down as I head to the shower, peeling off each layer like I’m shedding skin and discarding the clothes on the floor with an angry slap. My body is still abuzz with my post-assault, but at the same time, I am pissed off. These thoughts have no place in my mind. They can fuck right off.
A after a good talking to myself in the stream of the cold shower, I throw on my old university sweats, ready to see my night out in front of the coffee table … and all things Pacer Fratelli.
Dangerously hot, Pacer Fratelli.