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THE BARONESS’S DIARY III: THE HAPPILY EVER by Cristiane Serruya Blog Tour with Excerpt


I’ve been trying to get away from one man, I didn’t think I’d end up with three.

I flee my abusive husband and travel to Italy to find Salvatore Di Luca, my long-lost love.

But the moment I set foot in Sicily, my life takes an unexpected turn: I meet Enzo, a dominant, broken-hearted man, and we connect at first sight. I couldn’t have imagined he is Salvatore’s elder brother and that they have a younger brother, Angelo, who thinks he is damaged for life.

It’s more than a trip. It’s a life-time journey.

All three of them want me and I want to heal their tortured souls and broken hearts. Before I even realize what is happening, we are entangled. Yet I am still married and the darkness of my past comes crashing down on us sooner rather than later, threatening more than our happiness.

But I won’t go down without a fight—and neither will my Harem—because my journey won’t be complete until forever belongs to the four of us.

If you are a fan of a romantic Reverse Harem Romance, you will love this scandalous, refreshing, and, of course, incredibly sexy story which involves three alpha Italian knights who will do anything for their baroness—ops, their Principessa. Buy this quick-blush, perfect bedside read by USA Today bestselling author Cristiane Serruya now!

Please note that this book might covers sensitive topics to some readers.

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Get your hands on the first ten chapters of FROM THE BARONESS’S DIARY III and some delicious recipes from Cristiane Serruya here!




I am beside myself by all the beauty out here in the Italian countryside.

Not just the vineyards, I must say. The sea, too, and the sun. The light here is different. And oh. The men. Oh, the men.

But I am getting ahead of myself.

Oui, the villa by the sea is very, very nice, though I don’t get to see around much yet.

The house, clearly centuries old, is comfortable and cozy and everything an Italian villa should be. I find myself sighing with longing as I gaze up at the beautiful house, pressed between a backdrop of bright blue sky and an infinite turquoise sea.

But what really awakens the longing inside me is still to come.

We walk in through the back door into a large farmhouse kitchen.

I sense the air of unmistakable masculinity that intoxicates my senses before I see the two men dwarfing a…mini table?

And it’s all I see: Salvatore’s brothers.

Because they don’t even have to be introduced, their sizes are so similar, though one is dark and has his back to me, and the other is fair and much younger.

But the largest is unequivocally the same: broad shoulders, large chest and back, and muscular arms.

Cara,” Salvatore says, dropping my bag at his feet. “I’d like you to meet my baby brother, Angelo.”

Angelo’s big, somewhat innocent, baby-blue eyes grow bigger at the sight of me and I freeze on the spot. Non, n’est ce pas possible. What are the odds of the young man I had seen masturbating on the ferry being Salvatore’s younger brother?

After asking his oldest brother something in Italian and getting what I think is a mocking answer with a mocking laugh, he stands from the table.

I thought at first they were sitting at a mini table, but it doesn’t take me long to realize the table isn’t mini. Non, he just makes it look that way because he is so big.

Piacere.” Because it is really a pleasure, though I’d rather have met him under other circumstances.

But shouldering his way past me, muttering something harsh to Salvatore, he leaves the room, banging the door shut for good measure.

For some reason it knocks the air out of my lungs when he dismisses me so easily.

Does he know I am married? Does he know about my past with his brother and disapproves of it?

But then the other brother stands. Slowly, unfolding his even taller body from his seated position. And then he turns and smiles at me.

And, oh, I have to use all my years of hard training in the convent to remain standing, because I feel faint.

He reaches out a hand and grasps mine in his.

A jolt runs through me and my smile dies on my lips.


Want to catch up on some of Chloe’s earlier adventures for free?


An erotic, funny tale of a young woman in search of love.

At the tender age of 18, Lady Chloé de La Fleur was married off to 40 year-old Baron Beardley, a wealthy English peer, and taken away from the whirlwind of Paris and London societies to live in a forsaken manor way out of Warwickshire.

Young, beautiful, and voluptuous, the Baroness finds that in Beardley Manor innocent flirtations can become erotic sex escapades.

And soon Lady Chloe’s diary pages are filled with her adventures—and misadventures!
If you are a fan of the romantic Misadventures Series and Calendar Girl, you will love this scandalous, refreshing, and, of course, incredibly sexy romance. The Erotic Escapades of Baron Beardley’s Wife is the first installment of The Diaries Series, a quick-blush, perfect bedside read collection by USA Today bestselling author Cristiane Serruya!

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About Cristiane Serruya

USA TODAY and Amazon bestselling romance author Cristiane Serruya—or just Cris—is Brazilian and lives in Rio de Janeiro, with her husband, two teenage daughters, and Loki, her Shetland Sheepdog. She has studied in England, France, Italy, and Switzerland and graduated in Law, with a Master’s in Business Law and a BA in Fine Arts. In 2012, she published her first romance, and is proud of the awards her novels have received. She still works as a lawyer, but writing has become an essential part of her life, and a fulfilling adventure, as it allows her to make friends all over the world.

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