Izzie Rinaldi has everything going for her. All she has to do is make it through her senior year of college, and then she’ll be off to law school, one step closer to assuming her position at the head of her family’s empire. After a chance encounter with the campus bad boy, Izzie can’t get him out of her head.
Luca Marchese, the smooth-talking son of the most notorious man in Philadelphia, is used to getting what he wants. He hasn’t forgotten the girl he knew as a child, and now that he has Izzie’s attention, Luca will stop at nothing to have her.
Luca’s defiance of the law turns Izzie on more than she cares to admit. She wants Luca to corrupt her in every way possible, despite his reputation as the king of one-night stands. Their attraction is undeniable, but their desire for one another isn’t enough for Izzie to overlook visits from federal agents and the potential ruin of her family.
Linked to Luca and a criminal underworld, Izzie discovers she’s more like him than she thought. But a future with Luca could mean swapping her diamond bracelets for a pair of handcuffs.
*Corrupt Me is a standalone novel that is the first book in the Philly Corruption series.
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Luca stared down the table at his friends, his one eyebrow raised. “You guys think you can help Bella out?” His tone indicated an order, not an option, and Mark and Hunter nodded in agreement.
I wondered if his family had them on the payroll, too.
What couldn’t his family’s money or power buy? Coming from an affluent family, I understood the concept, but he’d slid so far beneath my skin that I couldn’t stand to sit across from him anymore. Beyond irritated, I slammed my hand on the table, and Silvia jumped.
“That’s not my name. Stop calling me that! This might work on other girls, but it sure as shit doesn’t work on me.”
One side of his mouth turned up, twisting into another crooked fucking smile. He slipped his fingers through his hair, his blue eyes blaring into mine. “You’re even hotter when you’re angry. And that mouth…” His tongue glided across his bottom lip.
I stood, kicking the chair behind me with my foot, and pressed my palms to the table, meeting his gaze. “You talk so much shit, but you wouldn’t even know what to do with me if you had me. So, tell me, Luca, what would we do if I decided to slum it for the night?”
The nervous energy that ran in waves through my body magnified when Luca peeled his legs from the chair. He bent over the table so that our lips were practically touching. My skin was on fire, a sudden burst of heat traveling down to my thighs. I didn’t move because I’d never back down from him—or anyone else, for that matter.
“I’m willing to bet those panties you got in a bunch are soaking wet right now,” Luca whispered. “Am I right, princess?”
I inched back, my hands still on the table and my eyes fixed on Luca, hating that he was right. Damn, him. The corner of his mouth curled up into a wicked grin. He knew he had me, and I wanted him to corrupt me in every way possible.
“You’re an asshole.” That was the first thing that had come to mind even though I wanted to say so much more.
We were drawing an audience, the entire cafeteria waiting for our next move. Penny looked as though she wanted to lunge across the table and wring my neck—or his. I wasn’t sure which. Instead, she flicked her golden locks over her shoulder, feigning a semblance of a smirk.
“We’ll be at the party.” Silvia cupped her hand over mine, her gaze lingering between Luca and the sorority sisters who were glowing with delight. “Count us in.”
Never breaking eye contact, Luca grinned from ear to ear, despite the permanent scowl I wore in protest. “See you then, Bella.”
I snickered, giving him a look of death. “Can’t wait.”