Taking His Breath Away

When I was incarcerated at Pengrass Penitentiary twenty years ago, my brother cut me out of his life. Before that, we were close. Then the girl he knocked up claimed she didn’t want their son to be exposed to the “bad influence” of a convict, and that was that.

I never met the kid.

Never spoke to my brother again.

Sure as hell never wanted to anything to do with the woman who got me cast out from my own fucking family.

But here she is, twenty years later—halfway through my sentence—begging me to look out for her son. For my nephew. The kid she was so fucking sure had to be kept away from me so I didn’t ruin him.

But it turns out I wasn’t the bad influence. He’s gone and gotten himself sentenced to Pengrass all on his own, no influence required.

His mother claims he’s a delicate little flower who won’t survive in here, and that because I’m his uncle, because I’m family, I need to look out for him. Protect him. Make sure this shithole doesn’t chew him up and spit him back out broken.

But fuck that.

No one looked out for me. Protected me. And Pengrass has abso-fucking-lutely chewed me up and tried to break me… all while my so-called family turned their backs and left me with no one to rely on but myself.

So now? I can’t imagine anything sweeter than karma coming full circle and taking revenge on my behalf by kicking this boy while he’s down and then crushing him under Pengrass’s heel.

At least, I can’t imagine anything sweeter until I actually meet him. 

It turns out, Sami is a delicate little flower. His mother was right about that. He’s far too fucking sweet for this corrupt place and no, he won’t survive in here. 

Not without me.

Taking His Breath Away is a 38,000-word erotic m/m gay romance and the third book in the Inmates of Pengrass Penitentiary series. You can find more books by Becca Vale on Smashwords and get a free one by subscribing to her newsletter.