The one where he meets the slave trainer #MidWeekTease #MMRomance #ComingSoon

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Today, I'm going to share from Duce.

Series: Worlds' End, Book 2

Genre: M/M Romance, Gay, Suspense, Mafia, Dystopian

Release date: Oct 19, 2015

Blurb

One mafia boss.
One rival's son.
One deadly setup.

Parties and orgies... those are the things Carlos Carmichael wants to do. It's the only way he knows to deal with his life as the son of a notorious cartel boss. He'll get whatever he wants by any means necessary.

Until he tangles with a man who plays by totally different rules.

Dante Orsino has been raised in the old ways of honor, loyalty and respect of the business. His role as mafia underboss is more than just a job. It also makes him an heir to one of the biggest families in the Southern Territories.

When Carlos meets Dante and plays a silly game, their weekend tryst sparks a deadly cartel war.

For Dante there's no other life except—the life. And he wants Carlos in his. But in the New World, a gay man is a dead man. Can he find a way to keep everything he loves and stay alive?

In a new world gone mad, even the good guys are bad. Welcome to the World's End series.

Available to Pre-Order

Now for the teaser. Well, I think this scene explains itself. It's in Carlos's POV.
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"Get up!"

The loud shout had me jumping out of bed to face two huge men in the room with bleary eyes. These hard-muscled men were covered in t-shirts, denims and tattoos. In my sleep, I hadn't heard them come in. Heart hammering in my chest, my gaze darted from the black-haired one to the other with brown hair, their expressions icy. For the first time since I arrived here I felt as if something bad was going to happen to me.

I took a step backward, bumping into the wall before I noticed Luca step around the men.

"Wh—what's going on?" I stammered; my voice a little shrill, my throat dry.

"Sorry." Luca shrugged noncommittally.

The men ignored me and started dismantling the bed.

"Luca, what's going on? Why are they doing this?" I braced my arms across my midriff, conscious that I was naked from the waist up. An odd feeling considering I usually liked flaunting my body. But these men weren't even paying me that kind of attention.

"The boss ordered it. You've lost your privileges," Luca replied.

Privileges. That word again. D had mentioned it in the car. "Why?" I asked.

Luca nodded toward a corner of the room. I peered at the round reflective object I'd assumed was a light bulb. He tugged my arm and dragged me into the bathroom.

"Look. You shouldn't have touched yourself," he said in a low voice.

I shook my head not understanding. He lowered his gaze to my groin area and tilted his head again. His meaning suddenly hit me and my face heated up.

"Half the security team watched you jerk off and the boss walked in and saw it too. He's not happy. This is your punishment."

"OMG!" I covered my face. I wasn't shy about my sexuality but I certainly wouldn't have done that if I knew I had an audience. Or would I? I didn't know. But knowing D wasn't happy made me feel...ashamed.

"Did they see me?" I indicated the men currently in the bedroom carting away the last furniture. Where was I supposed to sleep now?

Luca nodded.

Shit. I gripped my head and paced the bathroom. Everything was going wrong. This wasn't what I'd hoped for when I'd willing chosen to be D's hostage. I hadn't expected to be treated like an actual slave. Now I was being punished for masturbating. What next?

"So this is the naughty boy."

I turned around at the new voice and noticed a woman standing at the bathroom entrance. Well, she looked like a woman at first. Long, jet black hair reaching her waist. Tall, slender body in black leather corset, leather trousers and stilettos. But her made-up face was a little too sharp and angular and her voice was a little too deep for a woman.

"Luca, you can leave us," the newcomer continued.

Luca backed away, giving me an apologetic grimace.

"Turn around," she said.

I stood still, staring at this person I'd never seen before, wondering what she wanted with me.

"I can see what Dante means. You do need training, don't you, Carlos?" She sighed. "Does your father have slaves?"

I swallowed the lump in my throat before answering. "Yes."

"Then you know what comes next and how you should behave."

I'd seen my father's slaves. Before now I hadn't paid their plights much attention. But I knew they were brutalised if they disobeyed orders. My father was not a kind master.

Was D the same? I glanced at the men who now stood at attention in the bedroom as if awaiting their next order. Would he permit these men to mistreat me?

My stomach knotted and my throat became sore. My boldness deserted me and I realised I wasn't brave enough to push these people. Moreover, all she'd asked me to do was turn around. What harm could come from that?

I nodded before shuffling around.

"Good boy," she said when I faced her again, a smile curling the corners of her lips. "My name is Mistress Sofia and I'm the slave trainer."

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