The Handshake Agreement an Age Gap, Second Chance Romance with a Possessive MMC by A. Akinosho Book Tour and Giveaway
The Handshake Agreement
by A. Akinosho
Genre: Age Gap, Second Chance Romance
He promised her the world,
Then, abandoned her at the
altar.
Anne
I’m a realist, cynical about
falling in love. Until I met Declan - the rich and powerful player.
With his quiet determination, he dismantled my cynicism and made me
believe.
Before I know it, I’m flashing a radiant smile,
dressed, and eagerly awaiting him at the altar.
Only, I got the
text - "I'm not coming" – shattering my world.
Regret
is a waste of time; I stand by my original convictions.
Years
later, he’s back demanding a second chance, how dare he?
Declan
I
shook on the agreement without hesitation because I had zero plans to
marry for love. Ever.
Years later, Anne crashed into my life. I
find myself craving what I thought I didn't need or
want.
Unexpectedly, the agreement I made resurfaced, presenting
me with a dilemma:
Marry as agreed or
Lose Anne
forever.
Deal accepted, regardless of hurting Anne.
When
I find Anne again, she’s engaged, far as I’m concerned, she’s
still mine.
I’ll cheat, steal, and fight before I let Anne
marry another.
All is fair in love and war. And this is war…hope
he’s ready to fight?
The Handshake agreement is a
contemporary an age gap, second chance romance with a Possessive MMC
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“Why are you here?” I ask in the sharpest controlled possible
tone; I could proclaim instead of answering he moves closer to me.
Instinctively, I move out of his reach in my narrow hallway. We mustn’t touch
and we both know that, or at least, I know that.
“I came for you,” he states like it should be obvious as he takes
his coat off and throws it onto my coat hanger. Just as I scoff. He must be
losing his mind.
“Put your coat back on. You are not welcome here, and you won’t be
here long enough to sit,” I say to him as I raised my left hand to my forehead,
sighing. My ring catches the light, his eyes darken as he zeroes in on my ring,
his jaw stiffens to that predatorial look. I know that look. The last time he
had a look like that, the guy that smacked my ass almost had his head cut off.
He moved closer and my feet quickened behind my loveseat couch.
“You ran away for almost four years, and you ask me why I’m here?”
His voice deepens, giving me a perplexed, furrowed brow like I should know my
question sounds stupid. Only it isn’t. He’s the one saying stupid stuff. He
moves towards me, and I move back as well.
“I didn’t run away. You rejected and dumped at the altar me.” I
raised my voice at him, he didn’t flinch “Instead of wallowing in self-pity, I
took the opportunity that was offered to me and went on with my life, like you
did. Why do you care where in the world I am?” I state as we continue our non-musical
chair dance around the couch. In this moment, I’m glad I arranged my furniture
for ease of traffic. I know what happens once he touches me. I wouldn’t be able
to resist him, so my best defense is to avoid the slightest contact and keep
moving till he leaves.
A. Akinosho lives in her own little nest in Illinois. An avid reader and enjoy reading thrillers, suspense and romance novels (partial to romance genre). When, She’s not reading or keeping up with life. She enjoys writing and creating twist to stories. She loves writing about diverse characters, friendship and overcoming challenges through, what is perceived as a weakness.
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The excerpt sounds really intriguing. Thanks for sharing.
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