The big question that continues to come up is “Will Anatoly Get With Renee?” Well, I refuse to give the story away, but I will talk on the subject. In this book, it is really important to me to show readers a more intimate side of Anatoly and his journey during a period in his young adulthood where is he forced to grow more as a man and a boss of The Medlov Crime Family.
One of the major points of focus is to show the friendship between Anatoly and Renee. She provides him with normalcy. There is something calming about her and something pure about their relationship that makes him feel good as a man and a person. This is what makes you think that they may hook up in the story. But the question becomes why? We know that historically Anatoly does not exclusively date black women. Victoria was his first experience. He shies away from relationship between his father and Royal. But maybe we start to see his preference for women forming as he grows up and in this process, he is forced to shed his reservations for women outside of his race.
Has anyone else ever fallen in love with a friend? My husband and I were friends way before we started to date. A friend is easier to date. You know their secrets already. You know their triggers, their personal happiness and sadness. You love them as a person well before you love them as a lover. Plus, neither one of you know it’s coming, so you don’t get a chance to put on a front with each other. It’s all real and raw.
I’d love to hear from you about your experiences and in the meantime…
Check out the following Sneak Peak Excerpt But keep in mind it is a draft.
Anatoly’s personal cell would not stop ringing. He looked at the phone and grunted. Blocked number. He already knew who that was. Victoria. She had called him every single day since he left her at his father’s place. Why wouldn’t she just give up? How could she not have gotten a clue yet?
He almost picked up and answered, just to tell her to get lost, but he decided against it. Instead, he hit ignore and kept eating.
“How was your date?” he finally asked. His deep blue eyes were menacing.
“Nice,” she said smirking. She had avoided talking about it on purpose.
“I’m going to be gone for a while, so if you want to stay here…”
“I like the apartment,” she said, pouring another glass of wine.
“What’s wrong with you?”
“You missed Royal’s birthday today.”
He put down his fork and sat back in his seat. Every year since Royal’s passing, Renee had gone to her grave site on her birthday with Anatoly and put down flowers. He played along, because it threw the feds off, but he wanted so badly to tell her that his step-mother was alive and well in Prague. He watched her now, brooding over his oversight and debated again if he shouldn’t just tell her. She would never tell a soul. Plus, it would ease her pain.
“Sorry, I had…stuff going on.”
“You don’t have to apologize to me. I just don’t want you to…”
“Want me to what?” he interrupted frustrated.
“Forget,” she snapped and hit the table. “I don’t want you to forget her, Anatoly. She was a good woman.”
He picked up his glass of vodka and a took sip. “I know. I haven’t forgotten, Renee. Not hardly.”
“Good,” she said, getting up from the table. Taking both of their plates to the sink, she turned to find him still looking at her. “What?”
“Nothing. I better get ready to leave. I’m on a plane out of here in an hour.”
“Be safe,” she said softly.
He didn’t smile, but his eyes glimmered. Standing up, he walked over to her and kissed her forehead. It made him instantly think of his father and Royal, how they carried on for so long during their courtship. Is that what he was doing? Courting Renee? The thought disturbed him. Pulling back, he looked her in her eyes.
“I will,” he said walking off.
Over the next few months, I’ll be posting new portions of the book for your input. Stay tuned and I hope that you enjoy.
XoXo and all that jazz,
Latrivia S. Nelson