Russian Persuasion

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He’s used to getting what he wants. 

She’s on a mission, blogging about her independence from men. Minding her own business, Sadie is shocked when her bag is snatched at the beach. 

Being nearby, Max Orlov springs into action when he witnesses the theft and forces the young thief to return her belongings. 

Determined to pursue a relationship with Sadie, Max is not willing to give up easily, even if she is reluctant. Her feelings for Max defy everything she blogs about, so what is she supposed to do?   

Publisher’s Note: This contemporary romance contains sensual scenes and elements of power exchange.   


Sample Chapter

Chapter One 

Misbehaving Thoughts 


Sadie Duval was sitting cross-legged on a tile-covered concrete bench overlooking the Galveston Seawall, her tablet on her lap. It was a place she loved to come, with the salty sea air, the sounds of lapping water, the seagulls, and the laughter of happy people. It was her ‘home base,’ and many of her hugely popular, syndicated blog posts had been written somewhere along this stretch of beachfront. 

Now, she typed the last several sentences of her current blog entry, turned the tablet off, and put it back into the enormous canvas bag sitting next to her on the bench. She people-watched for a few minutes and then got up to go, but just as she did, she caught sight of a little girl feeding the gulls. Photography had been a passion of hers since childhood, so she whipped out her camera and moved several steps closer to capture the action.  

Finally, the little girl ran back to her mother, so, pleased with the photos she’d just shot, she turned around just in time to see a slender figure in a hoodie grab her canvas bag as he zoomed by on a bicycle. 

“Hey! Stop! That’s my bag!” she yelled frantically, waving her arms and running after him, but the rider was already well past her, pedaling quickly. “Help! Someone stop him!” 

The bicycle continued moving away from her rapidly, leaving her to watch helplessly. She didn’t even have her phone to call 9-1-1 since she’d tossed it into the bag when she was packing up. Damn! Why hadn’t she at least thought to take his picture? 

Oh god, what am I going to do? she thought miserably to herself. My whole life is in that bag. Her shoulders drooped as she sank back down on the concrete bench, still looking after the bicyclist who was barely visible. The day suddenly looked very dark. 

She sat there dejected for a minute or two, trying to decide how to get home without her car keys or any money, but as she watched, she saw something amazing. Two figures were walking in her direction, one of them wearing a hoodie and the other holding a large canvas bag. Her amazement turned to disbelief as she stared at the two men, and then she jumped up and ran towards them, not at all understanding what had happened but too relieved at seeing her canvas bag again to care. A tall stranger had a large hand firmly around the upper arm of the scowling thief while the other was holding her precious bag. “Is this yours?” he asked as he held it towards her. 

“Oh my god, yes!” she exclaimed, practically snatching it out of his hand and then literally pressing it to her chest. “How in the world did you get it back? Are you a policeman?” 

The man laughed. “Hardly. I’m just a guy who saw a lady in distress. Would you like to call the police so they can come take this character off my hands?”  

Sadie looked in amazement at the way the stranger was holding the hoodie-wearing purse snatcher by one hand only. He must have quite a grip, she thought to herself. Mr. Hoodie isn’t even trying to get away. She started to rummage in her bag for her phone, but the stranger held out his. “Here, use mine. It’ll be faster.” 

While they waited for the police to arrive, Sadie pumped the man for details on how he’d saved her bag. It seems that he’d been in his parked car and had seen the whole drama—the purse snatching, her frantic cries, and the bicyclist pedaling towards his car. He’d jumped out and grabbed the guy as he went by, toppling him off his bike. 

“You’ve got awfully good reflexes,” she said admiringly. “I can’t believe you grabbed him while he was riding.” 

Actually, as she studied him, she could believe it. He was in remarkably good condition and had muscles showing through his shirt. He was also what she thought of as ‘full’—full hair, full eyebrows, full lips, and ever-so-slightly perhaps even full of himself. The look on his face said he was in control of what was around him, but today she could forgive him that last ‘full’ because it had saved her from a horrible inconvenience. 

Finally, the police car pulled up and an officer took their statements and then carted the unlucky purse snatcher off in handcuffs. While listening to the tall stranger give his report, Sadie learned that his name was Max Orlov and that he lived in Houston. He had an interesting hint of an accent that she couldn’t quite place, but it really didn’t matter since she’d probably never see him again. 

“Thank you so much,” Sadie repeated after they were alone. “You don’t know how much you saved my life!” 

“I’m glad I could help,” said Max, smiling down at her. “I might suggest, though, that you not turn your back on your belongings that way. In today’s world, there’s always some lowlife only too happy to rob you if given the chance.” 

“I know,” answered Sadie, noticeably cooler than a minute ago. “My bad.” She turned to go, throwing over her shoulder, “Thanks again.” 


Maxim Orlov had come to Galveston that morning to deliver a package to a special customer, and then, on a whim, he’d driven to the beach. Now, he was on his way back to Houston, and as he sped north on I-45, he thought about the woman whose bag he’d rescued—Sadie Duval, as she’d given her name to the policeman. He’d have to be blind not to have noticed that she was very attractive, and he most definitely wasn’t blind. Even in their brief encounter, he’d clearly noticed her hair that seemed a bouquet of warm shades—everything from pale brown to hazy blonde to golden sun streaks. Then there were her eyes, which reminded him of a piece of lapis lazuli he had on his desk—rich deep blue with golden specks. Her face was expressive, and he hadn’t missed the hint of a chill that had come over it when he’d scolded her ever so slightly about not watching her bag better. He’d listened when she gave the policeman her address, so he knew she lived in Galveston. Maybe he’d call her in a couple days and see if she’d forgiven his comment. 


Sadie was having her own thoughts about the encounter. She helped pay her bills by writing about men—about how unnecessary they were, to be exact. She wasn’t a man-hater or anything, and she had no problem with men as friends or colleagues, but she had no use for women who thought they weren’t whole without a man in their lives. Her blog, which was called On Being Complete and which was popular enough to be syndicated, encouraged women to find their own strengths and be whole in themselves. She’d long ago accepted the fact that she herself might never find a man who would be comfortable with the strong woman she tried to be—a woman who knew how to support herself, to hang her own pictures, or, shudder, even kill a cockroach if one should have the audacity to appear.  

She had a role model for her ideas, and the role model’s name was Harmony. At one point in Sadie’s life this role model had been called ‘Mom,’ but Harmony periodically reinvented herself, and many years ago she had decided that ‘Mom’ was too routine and traditional, so now, she was simply ‘Harmony’ to friends and family alike.  

Sadie parked in front of Harmony’s house in Galveston’s Historic District, took her precious canvas tote with her, and went to find out what was happening today. Her mother was the original free spirit, and Sadie never knew what she’d find in the house or back yard—a group of earth mothers in training, a May pole, a Wiccan discussion, primal screams, Buddhist chants, candle making, a yoga class, butter churning, rebirthing—she’d seen it all and more. 

“Harmony?” she called as she opened the front door. 

“In here, darling,” came a voice from the rear of the house. “I’m making purity soup.” 

Sadie put her bag on a chair and went through to the kitchen, where every surface was covered with bowls, books, and incense holders. The air was pungent—a mixture of cooking smells and several different incenses. Sadie knew she’d regret asking, but her curiosity got the better of her. “What’s purity soup?” 

Harmony was huddled over her Aga stove stirring a huge pot and, it seemed to Sadie, intoning something barely audible.  

“It’s a soup where all the ingredients have been purified. It’s supposed to be very good for cleansing both the body and the spirit. You need to stay and have some.” 

“Sorry, I have a meeting at the library tonight. I just dropped by for a minute to tell you what happened today.” She recounted the story of the hoodie-wearing purse snatcher and of the tall stranger who had miraculously gotten her bag back for her again. 

“What did he look like?” asked Harmony. 

“Why does it matter? The point is he got my bag back.” 

“I know, but it’s always more enjoyable to have an adventure with a handsome man than with a frog.” 

“Harmony! You don’t even like men.” 

“I’ve never said that. I like men perfectly well, just not in my house. They can be quite entertaining and even useful in certain settings.” 

“Whatever.” Sadie shook her head in amusement, took a package of homemade, natural bread rolls Harmony handed her, and left again. 


Sadie had a lot of thinking to do. If she was honest with herself, today’s happenings had bothered her in more ways than one. Of course she’d just about died when she’d seen her bag disappearing down the beach—the bag containing her life’s essentials like her phone, her wallet, and the tablet with her columns in it, but when Max had marched the thief back to her and returned her precious belongings, she’d felt more than simple gratitude. She’d felt sensations that had happened only a few times before in her life. With his dark good looks and piercing eyes, his quick reflexes and iron muscles, Max Orlov had awakened a sexual response deep inside her, one she’d been trying to ignore but which she had to admit was very much there. Max had caught her full attention, so now she had to figure out how to erase her misbehaving thoughts and put him out of her mind again. 





7 reviews for Russian Persuasion

  1. Tami

    Russian Persuasion is a sweet romance about a young woman who is afraid to enter a relationship because she is a strong believer that women don’t need a man at their side, and a man who is hell bent to persuade her that she does need a man – which would be him.

    I fell in love with Max and Sadie right from the beginning. Their chemistry is very strong and it was so much fun to read how strong, independent Sadie cannot help but fall in love with Max. I loved reading the book from beginning to the end.

  2. Joanie M

    Russian Persuasion is an entertaining, well-written romantic tale with extremely unique and interesting characters. Sadie suffers inner turmoil when her beliefs and emotions come into direct conflict. Her frustration at trying to reconcile her need for independence and her desire for Max is tangible. Max is a wonderful, naturally dominant man who strives to be understanding and gives his all toward building a relationship with Sadie.? The plot is deep, but light and humorous, and filled out with wonderfully descriptive imagery and culture. The erotic and discipline scenes are not overdone and are woven into the story beautifully.? The book is very interesting and enjoyable; I heartily recommend it.

  3. DONNA L

    5.0 out of 5 starsConflicted Love
    ByDonna Lon April 19, 2018
    Format: Kindle Edition
    I enjoyed this book by Ms Hart,I am a huge fan of hers and hope
    this is the start of a new series.It has the right blend of heart,heat
    and conflicting emotions.Sadie Duval is conflicted,she is a strong,
    independent young lady,who earns her living blogging about her
    views.Her world is turned upside down, when she meets Max Orlov
    in a most unusual way.He awakens deep,dormant desires in Sadie.
    Sadie has daydreamed of a firm,stern man,one who would hold her
    accountable for her actions.A battle ragged inside her,Max is an believer
    in good old fashioned discipline and spanks Sadie for putting herself
    in danger.Sadie’s fears nearly end the relationship, but her attraction
    for Max is electric as they burn up the sheets.Max is determined to
    have Sadie,she has touched his soul.This was a story of hope and
    new beginning as Sadie and Max slowly grow together and learn to
    trust one another despite their differences.I liked how Max encouraged
    Sadie to remain strong and not lose her independence as he slowly
    introduced her to discipline when earned.I enjoyed the easy dialogue,
    it’s crisp and clean and not overly detailed.A quick and lively read with
    characters you come to care about.

  4. DB

    What a great story by Laura Hart! Loved her Scotsman series and hope this turns into a series as well! Sadie and Max don’t fall for each other instantly because Sadie doesn’t think any woman should need a man. It doesn’t take Max long to convince her she could be wrong on that account. I loved how Max was always there to take care of Sadie, whether just holding her or putting her over his knee, you could always tell how much he cared. This book had adventures, drama, spankings, hot sex, an alpha male, a lively funny female, well written dialogue and a lot of funny moments. 5 Big Stars

  5. Ajjmb

    Russian Persuasion is a wonderful story. Sadie is a strong independent woman and I love how she is learning that she can have an equally strong man at her side in Max. Max really respects her independence and does whatever it takes to respect Sadie%u2019s need for independence. He will not compromise on her safety though and will take painful actions to make sure she knows that he%u2019s wants her to remain safe. I really enjoyed this book. I voluntarily reviewed an advanced copy of this book.

  6. Toni English

    This book was a lot lighter & less intense than I was expecting. Because of that, I think I probably enjoyed it more than anticipated. This was very much a case of opposites attracting and while I was initially annoyed by Sadie’s ambivalence, this storyline resolved nicely. A great short read and my only negative is that it seemed to wrap up overly quickly.

  7. Sam

    This is a great book. Sadie does this that any woman needs a man so Max must convince her to start a relationship with him. This is a sweet romance where is takes a bit for the characters to develop a relationship. I hope the author writes more books about this couple.
    I received an ARC.

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