Masked Innocence: A Sexy HEA Romance

Masked Innocence: A Sexy HEA Romance

by Alessandra Torre

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The man was sinful. It wasn't just the looks that made him dangerous, it was the cocky confidence that dominated every move, every touch. And the frustrating yet ecstatic fact about the whole package was that he could back it all up… 

Julia Campbell never knows what to expect with win-at-all-costs Brad De Luca. And she's starting to like it that way. She gave up safe, conventional relationships when she let the elite divorce attorney seduce her into his world. Now that he's determined to strip her naked of every inhibition, she's in danger of falling too deep and too fast. 

But their affair begins to feel even more dangerous when a murder leaves a trail of suspicion that points straight to the mob…and Brad. Trusting a man with a bad reputation and a past full of secrets seems like a mistake. But when she's forced to make a choice, the consequences will take her further than she could ever have imagined.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781488081651
Publisher: Harlequin
Publication date: 07/17/2017
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 384
Sales rank: 100,544
File size: 655 KB

About the Author

Alessandra Torre is a stay-at-home wife and mom in the southeast United States. Blindfolded Innocence is her first novel. When not writing, Alessandra enjoys reading, traveling, and spending time with her family.

You can find out more about Alessandra and her upcoming books at, or through her Facebook page.

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"So, what's next?"

I turned my head, glancing at him, his dark profile hiding the grin that I knew played over his features. I reclined in the passenger seat of his car, snug against the warmth of the seat heater. He reached his hand over, offering it to me, and I grabbed it, running my hands over his huge palm and strong fingers. "What's next with tonight?"

He chuckled, the sound unfairly sexual. The man could make a sneeze sound carnal if he wanted to. "I'm taking you home with me tonight, unless you have an objection to that. I meant in regards to us."

I yawned. "Your home sounds good for tonight." Yes, his huge home with its big, luxurious bed, worth-giving-up-carbs-for shower and stocked fridge would be welcome tonight, especially since a night in that wonderful bed normally led to a morning of orgasms. "As far as with us, that's in your ballpark. I tried the threesome, and I'm cool with that if that's what you need to be faithful."

"You're 'cool' with it." His wry tone elicited a frown from my side of the car. "You seemed a little more than 'cool with it.'"

I rolled my eyes. "Fine. I loved it, can't wait to do it again, I will worship at the shrine of Brad from this day forth. Happy?"

The light changed in the car, and this time I could see the grin that stretched over his face. "Well, if you insist. You know I strive to please."

Yes, you certainly do. I never thought I would appreciate one singular quality so much. Competitiveness is great in a partner. Sexual competitiveness, I've learned over the last several weeks, is holy-freaking-God amazing. I watched the curve of his mouth, loving the transformation it caused to his powerful features. "So, tonight was it, right? That's the sexual extent of your freakiness?"

"Well…" He shrugged, glancing over at me.

"Well?" I sat up, turning in my seat to fully face him. "Well what?"

"I will never need anything more 'freaky,' as you like to say, than what we just did. But the point of this is not just my pleasure. It's to awaken your sexuality, to find what turns you on and to explore that. Chances are, tonight wasn't your single perfect fantasy." I shifted slightly at the statement. Uh, yeah- it pretty much was. "As we grow in our relationship, you may find you like completely different things than you do now. As your sexual boundaries expand, your preferences may change."

I smirked at him. "So, what you're saying is, if I keep dating you, in three years I'm going to be licking whipped cream off a bearded lady and loving it?"

He laughed. "If it reaches that level, you're not going to be still dating me."

I relaxed back into the seat. "Well, for now, that was plenty hot enough for me. I don't know how much more sexual exploration my mind can take right now."

"So, if I receive any invitations, I should turn them down?"

I paused, midsnuggle into the leather cocoon that the BMW's seat had become. "What? What kind of invitations?"

"You know, parties, cruises or threesomes like we just did." His offhand tone was ludicrous considering the events that he was so casually discussing.

Parties? Cruises? I swallowed, unsure if I was ready for more. Brad read my silence and looked over, the passing streetlights revealing concern on his face. "Too much?" he asked.

I braved a smile. "For now. Let's take it one freak show at a time, okay?"

From the other side of the car came that delicious chuckle, and I clenched my core in an involuntary response.

The car slowed, making the turn onto Brad's road, and I looked at the stately homes that passed, each one more impressive than the last. Then we pulled into Brad's drive, the suspension smoothing the rough ride of the pavers below us, and taking us to his home.

I entered the lobby of Clarke, De Luca & Broward on Monday morning at seven-thirty on the dot. Waving at Ancient Dorothy, I pressed the elevator call button and waited for the car. My early morning wait was interrupted by a clattering of heels from somewhere behind me. The clattering had speed and determination that made me tense in anticipation. I risked a glance over my shoulder and came in full eye contact with an Amazon of a woman. I was wearing three-inch heels and she still towered a good six inches above me, coming to an abrupt halt so close to me that I was forced to look up just so my face wasn't buried in her breasts. I smiled hesitantly in greeting and stepped to the side, turning back to the bank of elevators, now in the awkward position of whether or not to make polite conversation on the ride up. I was already terrified of this woman, and didn't know why, other than the fact that she was clearly sizing me up and not being the slightest bit shy about it. I almost expected her to ask me to open my mouth so she could inspect my teeth.

The doors slid open, and after standard overtures, she stepped onto the car, her strong mass dominating the elaborate space. My inner turmoil over whether or not to converse with her was solved by the moment the doors closed.

"So," she announced with gusto. "You're Julia."

"Beg your pardon?" I asked.

"Julia Campbell," she said, grinning at me, her face beautiful despite the extra weight it carried. As a failed makeup study, I recognized quality makeup when I saw it, and this girl had enhanced an already beautiful face to model-quality, an attribute that many men probably overlooked because of her size. "That's you, right? I hacked into H.R.'s file and got a copy of your driver's license. Your pic is a few years old, but pretty damn close."

If there had been room to take a step back in the elevator, I would have. If I had been scared of her before, I was sweating bullets now. "I'm sorry…I don't believe we have met. You are. ?"

She laughed. "Sorry. I'm Rebecca. Brad's assistant."

Brad's assistant. Suddenly I could breathe a little easier. "Oh. I thought all of his assistants were…" I tried to find the words to describe the three secretaries that reigned over Brad's wing of the firm.

"Old, wrinkly bitches?" She grinned at me as the doors opened, and I burst out laughing at the description, one that probably fit the three elegant senior citizens that had stuffily dismissed me the one time I had dared to approach their desk. We stepped out of the elevator together and she followed me as I pressed on the door to the West Wing. Surprised, I glanced over at her. "You coming over here?"

"Just for a sec. Brad wanted me to introduce myself, and a thirty-second ride won't do that justice."

I doubted a three-day road trip would do that justice, but

I smiled at her and unlocked my office door, ushering her in. It was early, but the rest of the staff would be filing in soon. I hoped she wasn't planning on staying long. Rebecca's presence was as subtle as a giant sign screaming I'm dating Brad De Luca! hung outside my door.

"I can't stay." Her quick words made me wonder how transparent my inhospitable thoughts were. "Let me just get your email address and I'll be on my way."

"My email?"

"Yeah. Your personal one. I'll need to send you some stuff that shouldn't go over the company intranet."

I blushed, hoping the attachments weren't of the adult variety and wondering how much Rebecca knew about our relationship. I scribbled down my email address, passing it to her with a smile that I hoped communicated my friendly intent. "It was nice to meet you, Rebecca."

"Hey, you, too. Maybe I'll see you around." She waved cheerily and swung out the door, her heels pounding down the hallway, and I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard the double doors close behind her. I plopped down in my chair, spinning slightly as I stared at the ceiling. Rebecca sending me "stuff." This would be interesting.

"Julia, can I borrow you for a moment?" Broward's voice floated through the open doorway into my office, four hours later. He had politely used the office phone system for the first three weeks of my internship, but had abandoned that practice and now simply yelled for me, like I was his puppy roaming somewhere in the house, looking for a place to pee. I sighed, sliding back from my desk and working my bare feet into heels and standing. I was in his doorway a moment later, barely in time to stop another interoffice yell, his mouth already opening in preparation.

"Yes, Mr. Broward?" I asked politely.

"Come in, Julia, and please shut the door."

I cringed, stepping forward and grabbing the handle, pulling it closed behind me. Broward seemed to have this misconception that "closing his door" actually afforded him some measure of privacy. While the heavy, oak door probably did have excellent sound-deafening qualities, the one-inch gap that ran along the bottom allowed almost every word to come through in crystal-clear quality. This had to be about Brad, and thanks to this poorly hung door, someone was bound to walk by and hear the entire conversation.

"I'd like to extend your internship, assuming you are interested."

My jaw literally dropped, an involuntary relaxation of muscles that I struggled to contain. Okay-guess this isn't about Brad. "Extend?" I said dumbly.

"Yes. I've been very impressed with you so far, and would like to expand your duties here, maybe bring you to court, let you see more than just the inside of a file." He grinned at me, a worthless exercise of muscles, because as soon as he had said that word, everything else had disappeared.

Court. The word hung, in gold glittery letters, above my head, blinking on and off like a Vegas sign advertising half-priced buffets. I tried not to lick my lips but could feel saliva pooling, and my jaw started itching to do that damn dropping motion again. "That would be wonderful, but I-um…I just need to check my class schedule for next semester."

He shrugged at my response, picking up his phone and cradling it to his ear. "Check your schedule and let me know. I'll speak to H.R., see if we could take you on part-time, give you some hourly rate that would make it worth your while."

Monetary compensation? Court time? I smiled at him and turned quickly, wanting to get the hell out of there before slobber shot in all directions out of my mouth. I fled his office and collapsed into my chair, an expression somewhere between a grin and a grimace contorting my face. My excitement over the job prospect fought with the predicament it would cause. Court. Money. Brad. Broward. Certain disaster. Court. Ugh. I laid my head on my desk and groaned.

It was 4:00 p.m. before I thought to check my personal email, remembering that Rebecca was going to send me something. I had one new email, from Rebecca Cray, titled INFO. I opened the email, and read the one-line message.

When you get a chance, please complete the attached and scan it back to me. Thx-Rebecca

I opened the attachment, an Excel spreadsheet, and scanned it quickly, my eyes narrowing the further down the document I read. No fucking way. Then I printed it, closed out the email and picked up the office phone, dialing Brad's extension and waiting.

He answered in a way that expressed he was not alone. That was fine. I had aspirations for my bitch-out session, and the minimum requirement was that it be in person. "Dinner, tonight? The bistro on Sixty-ninth at six. Okay?"

"Do I have a choice?" His voice held a hint of wariness.

Damn. I had wanted to blindside him with my tantrum. More dramatic that way. "Not really."

"The bistro is fine, at six, but be aware that I don't do subservient very well."

His voice was almost dangerous in its authority, and my feminine side swooned a little despite my best efforts to project more of a dominatrix side.

I tried to come up with a witty response, but struck out. "Whatever," I finally snapped, hanging the phone up glumly, feeling, as I often did with him, that I had been outmatched.

Then I stood, going to ask the other dictator in my life if I could run out for thirty minutes at six. I really needed to do something to get the men in my life under better control.

"What, pray tell, could I already be in trouble for?" In the brick-walled restaurant, Brad's face could only be described as pained as he ended a call and stood from a four-top at my approach, stepping aside and pulling out my chair.

I sat, accepting the kiss he placed on my cheek, a kiss that moved, traveling down my neck before I pulled back with a squeal, a smile fighting me tooth and nail to reach my mouth. "What makes you think you are in trouble?" I purred, crossing my legs and reaching forward, dipping a carrot in some hummus and crunching down on it, Brad looking at me in barely contained disgust. "What?"

"That stuff. It looks disgusting."

I snorted, all sexy purrs now gone. "Disgusting? You ordered it!"

"I ordered it because women everywhere seem to eat it, and I was trying to find something you'd like in this grano-lified tent that they call a restaurant."

I smothered a smile, looking around. He had a point. Birkenstocks and deodorant-free patrons seemed to be the vibe this place was going for. It had been a recommendation from my roommate Alex, and was one of the few downtown restaurants that was avoided by the staff. Now I knew why. "No steaks on the menu?"

"Barely any meat on the menu. One free-range chicken dish, the rest all vegetarian. I'll eat at home, but you need something. Here." He pushed a laminated menu across the small table, and I scanned it quickly, fighting my own urge to curl an upper lip. The items were all healthy, all organic, and all…unappetizing. I spotted vegetable soup and decided to go with that, setting the menu aside and looking at Brad.

The man was sinful. Tan skin, thick black hair, with bits of silver littering it. Dark brown eyes that held every emotion possible, with the tendency to smolder and cloud at just the moment when it drove me the craziest. Strong features that worked perfectly together to make every grin, grimace and glare heart-stoppingly gorgeous. But honestly, you could run his face through a blender, shave his head bald and starve the man out of his amazing, too-built-for-mortal-men build, and he would still be stop-you-in-your-tracks sexy. Because it wasn't the looks that really made him sizzle; it was the pure sex that reeked from his pores, the cocky confidence that dominated every move, every touch. And the horrible yet ecstatic fact about the whole package is that he could back it all up with mind-numbing sexual prowess. He knew what he rocked beneath those dress pants, and he knew exactly how to use the damn thing. It was, as I had thought a thousand times before, ridiculously unfair.

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Masked Innocence 4.7 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 38 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This author writes superbly and this book is no exception. The series keeps getting better and better and, in addition to the explosive relationship between Brad and Julia, we add some good mafia style suspense to the mix. A lot about Brad's dark past gets revealed but much remains to be learned. It is really impossible to predict where this series is taking us, which I love because it keeps me guessing all the time. My only disappointment is that there is one more book coming. I am just hoping it does not take as long as this one to be published.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A great re-read, AT never disappoints. LOVETOREAD
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great book. Couldnt put it down.
feather_lashes More than 1 year ago
Masked Innocence is the second installment in Alessandra Torre's erotic/romance trilogy titled Innocence. Masked Innocence picks up where Blindfolded Innocence left off, and has a similar writing style as it starts with a glimpse at a later scene and then slowly catches up. However, a significant difference between the two books is thriller/mystery element...and then a huge revelation at the end. Ms. Torre definitely knows how to keep her readers invested in a continuing storyline! If you enjoy erotic series/trilogies, consider picking up Innocence. Please read in order though. It's not just sex thank God- there are great characters and an interesting story to follow as well. Check it out! My favorite quote: “Julia, you are incomparable. I know what I risk in straying from you, what I would lose if you left me. I promise to never kiss, caress or f**k another woman without you there, watching it happen. And I promise to allow you to be as unfaithful as you want, as long as I am there to make sure you’re satisfied.” His mouth curved into a grin and he brought my hand to his mouth, kissing it gently. “Or flirt.” “What?” “You can’t flirt with women either. And by the way, you really do suck in the romance department. Hallmark will never put that last paragraph on a card.” Alessandra Torre's Innocence trilogy includes the following installments as of December 2016: #1-Blindfolded Innocence #1.5-The Diary of Brad De Luca #2-Masked Innocence #3-End of the Innocence
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This is a wonderful story...easy read...I love the characters and the plot...can't wait to start the next book !
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The book starts off fast, slows down in the middle then gets better at the end. A must read.
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is one book I would definitely buy the paperback in. It's an unusual type of thing brad is into, far from what I've been reading. But, I loved it all the same. I can't wait to read the next one. I am absolutely in love with Julia's feisty attitude and the way she gives it to brad. I love that in a book. I would definitely recommend this!!!
chelleq More than 1 year ago
So far I am enjoying this series because things happen that I don't expect to happen. In the first book, it was Brad's lifestyle. In this book, there were so many things that happened that were a pleasant surprise. I like how Julia is still trying to keep a part of herself separate from Brad and his dominating ways. The major secret about his past was one that I was not expecting. Now that Brad has decided that he is in love with Julia, will it be enough to change his ways or will they both be able to work around it and move on? I just know that I couldn't live like that but to each his own. I hope the third book does not disappoint.
Bekina32 More than 1 year ago
Beginning where book one left off, we continue on the journey of Julia and Brad. Julia's sexuality has been awakened by Brad and she decides she can handle what he needs and the dive into a relationship. A murder at the office, after Julia overheard a conversation she shouldn't have, it seems Juila's life is in danger. Hunted by the people she informed the police about, Brad will do anything in his power to protect her from... his own family. As secrets are revealed and the truth of Brad's family and life come out their relationship is strained. Can they survive these new revelations?  Can he save Julia? Can their love survive the path that has been laid out for them? You have to read to find out! Enjoy!
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PureJonel More than 1 year ago
Before I get started, let me just say that I haven’t read the first book in this series yet.  I spent the first couple of chapters playing catch-up, but by then I was wrapped up in this story.  I was on the edge of my seat, jumping from scene to scene, needing to know what happened next.  There were times my emotions were running wild, and times when my heart was in my throat.  This story was also hot as all-get-up (even if it is somewhat out of my usual ballpark).  I almost found that there were 2 parts to the story.  The first was the characters getting comfortable in their relationship.  The second was the suspenseful, ‘what will happen now?’ portion.  They did meld together quite well but there was a distinct change in the story at one point to make the shift. I found the characters in this novel to be quite intriguing.  Both are on a journey of self-discovery, getting to know who they truly are and can become.  At the same time, they are holding on dearly to who they are.  That is not to say that the characters are at all similar.  They contrast each other, adding a layer of realism to the story.  I love how the male lead was strong and alpha-ish while still compassionate & caring (even if he didn’t want to admit it).  The female lead was naive in some respects, but willing to learn.   Overall, this was a spicy, suspenseful read that kept me on my toes.  It was my first novel by this author and I would read more of her work in the future.  I also definitely need to know how this couple’s story ends.   Please note that I received a complimentary copy of this work in exchange for an honest review.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
All three books are amazing
shadow24 More than 1 year ago
I really enjoyed this series. Can't want for her other books
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Hot, Hot, Hot, will have to check out more from this writer :)
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It was so hard to wait a month for the 3rd book.
StephWard More than 1 year ago
'Masked Innocence' is the continuing story of Brad and Julia - the high powered attorney and the innocent intern at the law firm. Having not read the first book in the series proved to have some setbacks - some parts of the plot were confusing and referenced situations that happened in the first book. I would recommend reading the books in order for the full impact of the story. Brad is the incredibly gorgeous and rich lawyer, who is also one of the main characters in the book. He harbors secrets and is full of mysteries - which makes him a well rounded character. Julia - the young law intern - is the leading lady of the book. She's spunky and sassy, but essentially is a "good girl." Brad and Julia seem to be complete opposites (not to mention that he's much older than her and also one of her bosses), but in this case the two complement each other in more ways than one. The story itself is a compelling mixture of erotica and suspense. You usually don't find solid storylines in erotica books - at least not one that would still be an amazing story without all the sex. In this case, the complete opposite is true. The author creates a perfect balance of steamy sex along with an absorbing narrative full of suspense, mystery, and twists. The book was definitely a page turner - it was almost impossible to put down once I picked it up. The way the author creates the story with vivid details and descriptive imagery easily has the reader alongside Julia throughout the book. This was easily one of the best contemporary romance/erotica books I've ever read. I'm eagerly awaiting the final book in the trilogy to see how it will end and plan on reading all of the author's other works as well. Very highly recommended for fans of the genre - you need to pick this one up! Disclosure: I received a copy of the book in exchange for an honest review.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Thats it? No sequel? The ending was not what anyone would expect. There should definitely be more. Alessandra, I am so dissappointed you left us hangin. What happened to Julia? Did Brad's family like her? And did they get their total HEA? Other than that I LOVED THIS BOOK! It was sexy, sensual, romantic, funny, suspenceful, and intence. However it should not have ended where it did.
Bronxgal More than 1 year ago
This book was absolutely GREAT! As I was finishing i realized a book 3 was needed. Coming out on March 25th, can't wait for the conclusion of this series!
gaele More than 1 year ago
My first reaction when this book was offered was “delicious’.  The premise and the potential for a great story is presented in the description, and it was a book that I jumped at the offer to review.   While I have not read the first, Blindfolded Innocence, I didn’t find that I was greatly hampered with not having the information from that book, and I went and grabbed it for my own library just to continue the ride in my ‘free’ time. Brad and Julia are an interesting couple: their dynamic is still growing, as they are learning to deal with the emotional connection between them, and what that may mean.  Julia is a lighthearted and fun character, while she doesn’t seem to allow the emotional or sexual constraints to weigh her down, she is clearly carefully processing and integrating these changes, not nearly as carefree as one might expect.  There are moments where her immaturity grates, and I wondered about her appeal to someone more mature, but there was growth for her in this story, and I started to see Brad’s whys.  Brad is far more serious, perhaps even a tad too much in his own head. As he reveals the secrets that have helped to shape his demeanor and reserve, the reasons do start to come clear, and it is more than obvious to everyone that Julia is just what he needs to take the edge off.   A true study in the dynamics of love and trust: Julia displays so much confidence in Brad, her willingness to try first before dismissing outright scenes and situations that are unknown or even scary.  The balance between Dominant and submissive, and the effort expended by Brad to try and keep pushing Julia’s boundaries was detailed with grace and style: Julia’s willingness to trust in him, and give him the power to expose her to new and often scary situations show the clear need for a solid understanding and baseline of trust between any couple in the scene.   While some may see Brad’s introduction of others into their relationship as a selfish and perhaps misogynistic act, it really serves to underline the careful study he has made of her, finding new experiences that he believes that she will enjoy, even as she had not contemplated those herself.  And steamy, squirmy hot does not even come close to describing the lushly detailed, sensually presented scenes that display their passion.   Secondary characters and plotting elements add to the story, Martha is wonderful and shows a different side of Brad and his life and what he needs with her take no prisoners style and approach.  Add to that the murder and danger to Julia, and the twists provided there and the story becomes one that is hard to put down.   Overall I really enjoyed this story and didn’t find a great lack of information in not reading the first of the series.  Moments of frustration with Julia’s immaturity were offset by the solid writing and clever details that kept me wondering what would happen next.  And the revelations about Brad’s secrets were wholly unexpected, just when I thought I knew what they would be, something entirely different popped out and left me cheering the author with a well done.  This is a book and series that you will want to dive into, and not come out until it is complete: and yet there is more to come, as there are still questions to be answered.  I received an eBook copy from Media Muscle for purpose of honest review. I was not compensated for this review: all conclusions are my own responsibility.