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WILD SIDE (ROSE HILL) BY ELSIE SILVER
Release Date: March 4, 2025
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I’d always dreamed of my wedding day. But not like this. Not looking into the eyes of the man who betrayed me.
But when my nephew’s guardianship is contested, I decide I’ll do whatever it takes to keep him in Rose Hill. Even if it means marrying the enemy.
Rhys Dupris.
A man who is secretive, broody, and completely infuriating. A man whose work takes him away for weeks on end and brings him back covered in mysterious bruises—ones he won’t talk about. In fact, we barely talk at all.
Which would be fine, except when he’s not talking, he’s staring. And the way he looks at me is borderline indecent.
The tension between us has always been palpable. But living under the same roof is a dangerous temptation.
I swore I would never forgive him. But that was before I knew the man behind the mask. The one who’s fierce and protective. The one who’s gentle and patient. The one who shows up for us when we need him most.
He’s not at all who I thought he was.
And that makes hating my husband so much harder… and loving him just a little too easy.
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Narrated by Jason Clarke and Samantha Brentmoor
REVIEW: WILD SIDE (ROSE HILL) BY ELSIE SILVER
EXCERPT
“You know what’s getting old? You waltzing in here full of fucking opinions about me and my house and how much money I have and how qualified I am to take care of Milo—like you’re the anointed expert on all things ever in the history of the world.”
“Tabitha.”
She shoves me, hard. Both palms curl into my shirt as she presses my back against the wall with an alarming level of strength.
I wince, and she doesn’t miss it.
Before I get another word in, her hands have rushed down the front of my torso, gripped the hem of my gray T-shirt, and ripped it up to expose my stomach.
Her eyes scour me, and her lip curls when her gaze finds the welts on one side of my ribs. A forceful push into the turnbuckle caused the ropes to wrap around my back, leaving visible marks. Usually I’m not this banged up, but getting back into the swing of things after time off means selling it when I get my ass kicked in the ring. I can’t waltz straight into a title—I need to earn it.
Her palms stay flat, and warm, and distracting against my abs as she tears into me with renewed ferocity now that she’s seen the marks. “I’m done talking about me. Let’s talk about you, Rhys. Let’s talk about the bruises. Let’s talk about the secrecy. Let’s talk about how the hell you’ve gotten to a place where you’ve convinced yourself you’d be such a great guardian for a three-year-old when you have the emotional intelligence of a rock and a penchant for something that is clearly violent. You are one big red flag, my friend. And I don’t think being raised by a full-time staff will fix the damage you’ll do to Milo by forcing him to grow up in whatever fucked-up porno gangland world you live in.”
Good god, this woman is infuriating. I should tell her, just spit it out. But I’ve had it go south before. First, I had foster parents who made contact, which was borderline heartwarming until they asked for money. And the last time I was brave enough to tell a friend, it became a running joke I had to grin and bear. It niggled at me—embarrassed me. And I don’t trust Tabitha not to take this little tidbit and use it to hit me where it hurts.
Not telling her just feels like self-preservation at this point.
So instead, I grip her waist with both my hands and flip us again. Now it’s my turn to push her up against a wall. “I don’t know why you’re so obsessed with me being a porn star. If you want to see me fuck someone, the bathroom is right there. Drag me in there right now, and you can watch in the mirror while I bend you over.”
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