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Hi! We’re Lisa Henry and J.A. Rock, authors of Another Man’s Treasure. We’re touring the web talking about our influences, our crazy ideas, this new book, and even giving you a sneak peek or two! And of course there’s a giveaway involved! Check out the bottom of this post to see how you can win.
Thanks so much to our host blogs for having us, and to everyone following the tour. Here’s today’s look at Another Man’s Treasure. In this excerpt, Nick, brother of Ilia’s recently deceased boyfriend, Mikhail, comes to the hotel room where Ilia has been hiding from the world and grieving.
Nick didn’t say much at first.
Preliminaries: “He’s gone.”
“Yes,” Ilia said.
“You must miss him.”
“What do you know about it?”
“I’m his brother.”
Ilia didn’t check for authenticity in Nick’s broken voice, in the ugly collapse of his body onto the edge of the bed. Nick didn’t know how to be honest, Mikhail had said after Nick had left the apartment that day. Ilia had told Mikhail never to invite him there again, and Mikhail never had.
Ilia looked at Nick as little as he had to. Nick had probably come about the will, about whatever Mikhail had left Ilia.
“I’m taking everything,” Nick said finally.
Ilia looked up.
“The business. All of his assets.”
“He left them to you?”
“They’re mine,” Nick said, which didn’t answer the question Ilia had asked.
“You’ll run the business into the ground,” Ilia said. “He never trusted you.”
“Yeah, well.” Nick shrugged.
A long silence.
“You’re glad he’s gone,” Ilia accused dully.
Nick didn’t answer.
Ilia had first become aware of death at age seven, and it had scared the shit out of him. “Will you ever die?” he’d asked his mother.
“Of course,” she’d said. Silly question.
“Who will take me to school?”
“Probably I’ll die long after you’re done with school. You’ll be a grown up. You won’t need a mother so much anymore.”
Stupid. Wasn’t that the point of love? That you never stopped needing it?
“But if you die soon? Like, tomorrow?”
“Your dad would take you to school.”
A fact of life, he told himself now. A fact of life, a fact of life. Death is a fact of life.
“I’d like you to come with me,” Nick said.
Ilia almost laughed. “What?”
“You can live where you’ve been living. In the apartment.”
Ilia did laugh then—a choked snort. He checked his arms, his skin. He felt the break in his life like the point where a CD started skipping. Everything after Mikhail’s death would just be stabs of sound, no rhythm, no melody, no story. He started to shiver.
“Oh,” Nick said softly. Like it hurt him to see. He stood and came to Ilia.
“I don’t want to go anywhere with you,” Ilia said. But he didn’t back away. His pants had slipped down, exposing most of his underwear. He wished he’d showered. He didn’t know why, but he wanted Nick to see that he was still beautiful, still wantable.
For an instant Nick seemed as nervous as Patrick. He had his hand in his pocket. “This is…this is how it’s going to be.”
He kissed Ilia, and before Ilia could pull away he felt something hard and cold against the small of his back, pressing on his laces. He stopped shivering.
“I’m taking everything,” Nick whispered.
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Ilia Porter is Chechen mob boss Mikhail Kadyrov’s greatest treasure. After leaving home at eighteen to escape his verbally abusive father, beautiful, selfish Ilia has lived with Mikhail, proud of his ability to bring such a powerful man to his knees to worship. But when Ilia’s father, a police captain, kills Mikhail in a raid, Ilia’s world falls apart.
Entering to pick up the pieces is Mikhail’s younger brother, Nick—impulsive, power-hungry, and dangerous. When Nick tells Ilia he’s taking everything that belonged to Mikhail—including Ilia—Ilia is too lost in grief to fight. Nick holds Ilia prisoner in the apartment Ilia once shared with Mikhail and grooms him for a very important mission: to kill Ilia’s father and avenge Mikhail’s death.
Ilia wants no part in the plot, but being Nick’s ally is preferable to being Nick’s victim, so he begins to warp himself into the monster Nick wants him to be. Hope arrives when Nick takes another captive: Patrick, a shy massage therapist who’s stronger than he seems. Patrick and Ilia must join forces to escape Nick—and to keep each other whole as Nick does everything in his power to break them.
Lisa Henry lives in tropical North Queensland, Australia. She doesn’t know why, because she hates the heat, but suspects she’s too lazy to move. She spends half her time slaving away as a government minion, and the other half plotting her escape.
She attended university at sixteen, not because she was a child prodigy or anything, but because of a mix-up between international school systems early in life. She studied History and English, neither of them very thoroughly.
She shares her house with too many cats, a dog, a green tree frog that swims in the toilet, and as many possums as can break in every night. This is not how she imagined life as a grown-up.
J.A. Rock has worked as a dog groomer, knife seller, haunted house zombie, standardized patient, cashier, census taker, state fair quilt hanger, and, for one less-than-magical evening, a server—and would much rather be writing about those jobs than doing them. J.A. lives mostly in West Virginia, and always with a beloved dog, Professor Anne.