Trophy Wife

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He needs her to elevate his status.

But she will be his downfall.

Finally, Ifeoma is ready to fully embrace the freedom of singlehood. Her ex-husband has moved on and remarried, and her son has flown the nest. With the intention of self-discovery, she embarks on a worldwide adventure, determined to fulfil three items on her wish-list: to experience pure joy, to find laughter in every corner, and to revel in her own sensuality.

Then she meets Nero, a mysterious Black Italian whose charm captivates her instantly. And for twenty-four hours he fulfils every item on her wish-list. But he wants more, more than she’s willing to give. So, she ends it and goes home.

Months later, Nero turns up in Nigeria, more detached and ruthless than the man she remembers, intent on destroying her family business and legacy. And only one thing will quench his bloody feud—Ifeoma as his trophy wife.

Still Ifeoma is a titled woman who isn’t easy to control, if she can keep Nero out of her bed—the one place his passion burns hotter than a forge at dawn, consuming her restraint.

Trophy Wife is book 6 in the Yadili series. In this enemies-to-lovers romance, the air crackles with tension and the chemistry between the characters is scorching hot, creating a story that will leave you breathless. Themes include unrequited love, touch her and die, forced proximity, and the intoxicating darkness of a mafia romance. A full-length novel. No cliffhanger.

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Feeling a surge of energy, she turned to Nero with a smile. “You really outdid yourself. Brazilian food and music all in one. I haven’t experienced anything like this in so long. Just being here now brings back so many good memories.”

"I'm glad you love it," he said with a grin on his face.

As she breathed in the atmosphere, she felt a sense of rejuvenation, reminiscent of her carefree days before marriage and motherhood. A time when she’d been truly carefree.

This place exceeded all of her expectations, with its captivating ambiance. The food was absolutely delicious, the music was lively, and the overall atmosphere was incredible. And, without a doubt, the company was exceptional.

"So why is a beautiful woman like you single?" he asked, his eyes fixed on her as she savoured the rich, chocolatey taste of the Brigadeirao.

Her cheeks heated as she tilted her head. The way he called her beautiful still caught her off guard, leaving her torn between accepting the compliment and distrusting his sincerity.

His gaze held an undeniable conviction, revealing his genuine belief. A warm, comforting feeling settled in her heart.

"I don't know," she muttered, trailing off into a hesitant silence. As they sipped on the bottle of prosecco, her inhibitions melted away, allowing her to speak openly. A confident smirk played on her lips, "Some men are intimidated by me."

"I wonder why?" he teased, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. With a graceful motion, he tilted his head and took a sip from his flute, his throat bobbing as he swallowed.

“Hey, it’s not my fault if they are not man enough to handle me.”

“True.”

“But you’re not afraid of me.”

With a gentle touch, he lifted her hand to his lips, causing a pleasurable shiver to run down her spine and settle at her most sensitive spot. "No," he replied confidently, "I'm not intimidated by you. I’m man enough for you."

His eyes glowed with tenderness as he watched her, causing her heart to constrict in her chest.

"You are?" she asked, her throat dry as her imagination sparked to life, anticipation fluttering in her belly.

“I am. You are so beautiful I want to put my hands all over you. Dance with me.” He stood, extending his hand to her, and she joined him.

They joined the lively crowd and were soon swept away by the rhythmic beats of the samba music. Within moments, she was in sync with the music as they gracefully spun around the dance floor. Nero's dance routine was mesmerizing, showcasing his extraordinary talent as he seamlessly blended salsa and rumba into his performance.