Spotlight: Breaking Down My Walls by Anne Marie Citro


After the torment of her childhood, Taya believes in love for everyone … except herself. Some things can’t be untaught.

Beautiful and tough, yet the most private woman anyone has ever met, Taya knows everyone has a past, yet she doesn’t share hers. Her past must remain behind her for her sanity and so the only man she has ever loved will move on with someone who hasn’t been destroyed by those who were supposed to protect her.

Then a threat has her past storming back in and taking over.

After looking into the big, baby blue eyes of the deranged little orphan who was dragged, kicking and screaming, into his home, Levi is determined to be the boy who will teach Taya that not every offered hand will betray her.

Playful and gorgeous, Levi’s first passion is the girl who consumes his heart. His second is serving his country, following in his father’s footsteps. When Levi is deployed overseas, he encourages Taya to spread her wings and pursue her dreams, hoping she will come back to her roots and the man who is waiting for her.

Levi is mistaken.

Taya can’t change who she is and has built a life for herself far away from the only man she will ever love.

Can Levi convince Taya their relationship is worth the fight? Can he force her to overcome her fears and let him in completely? Can Levi prove his love is the freedom she has been searching for?

Levi allowed Taya to control their relationship in the past, but now things have changed. He is taking control back, with or without her consent.


He dropped his hand from her arm. “But we do have to pretend to be newlyweds, so we will have to hold hands and maybe a peck on the cheek.”

Taya had worked hard to be able to hold hands. Her therapist thought it was possible because the nerve endings weren’t as close to the surface there.

Pulling the fake wedding bands out of his pocket, he slid the silver band onto her ring finger. “For once in your life, Taya, don’t look. Trust me. Jump. I will always catch you.”

Taya swallowed the huge lump that had formed in her throat. “Don’t miss. Please, whatever you do, Levi, don’t drop me.” She stared into his eyes. The exchange of power was silent but potent.

Levi grinned, his dimple flashing, instantly comforting Taya. “Let’s get changed, Mrs. Harris.”

“Awesome. I can’t wait to get my jeans back on.”

“Nuh-uh, no jeans. I decided we are taking the day off and going swimming down there.” He pointed at the tourists playing in the sea. “It must be a thousand degrees out here, and I want to see you let loose and be carefree. Then we are going to suntan and lounge around the water all afternoon and have a few drinks. Tonight, we are going to have dinner at that restaurant.” He pointed to the right at the restaurant that hovered over the water. “I reserved one of the best tables. Sunset should be spectacular.”

Stunned, she said, “I didn’t bring a bathing suit.”

“Giovanni took care of that, too. Come on; I put it in the bathroom.” He gestured to the bathroom. “I’ll change out here.”

Taya wanted to protest, but she had just willing jumped, giving Levi most of her power. Besides, it wasn’t like they hadn’t swam a million times at Daytona Beach.

Closing the door to the bathroom, she caught a glimpse of the little scrap of fabric someone had the audacity to call a bathing suit. Picking it up, she mentally talked herself into just putting it on and sucking it up. This bathing suit would definitely prove if Levi had the fortitude not to make it intimate.

Levi was also struggling with Giovanni’s choice of bathing suit. North Americans didn’t wear swimsuits like this.

His was metal grey in a tight, boxer brief style. When he had told him no banana hammocks, he had assumed Giovanna understood. God, there was no hiding his Johnson in this suit. It was out there for all the world to see. He prayed the Adriatic Sea was cold, or it could get quite embarrassing.

Levi was looking down, thinking about shrinkage, when he heard a peel of laughter.

“Holy shit, and I was worried about my bathing suit. I’m not sure I would classify that a bathing suit. That is indecent. Did someone paint it on you?”

Levi looked up, unprepared for how hot she would look in the itty-bitty neon-yellow bikini. “Hot damn,” whooshed out of his mouth. His Johnson instantly increased by three sizes.

Taya was not going to freak out. She was going to take control with the two percent of power she still retained.

“Well, I guess that means you won’t be batting for Giovanni’s team anytime soon,” she said, pointing below the waist. Feeling anything but nonchalant, she grabbed the cover-up on the bed and slipped it on. Then she picked up his polo shirt and tossed it to him. “Hopefully, that will hide the bulk of your Johnson.”

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About the Author


Anne Marie Citro grew born and raised in the greater Toronto area of Ontario, Canada. She grew up in a large, loving family. Anne Marie is married to a very patient man. He is the love of her life. They have four very cool sons, and the girls they brought into their family that have become daughters of her heart. She has been blessed enough to finally have a beautiful granddaughter after four sons. She has her own personal gaggle of girlfriends, who enrich her life on a daily basis and make her laugh. Caesar Friday is her favourite day of the week. Caesars with the girls and date night with her hubby. She works with special-needs teenagers, that have taught her how to appreciate life and see it through gentler eyes. Anne Marie was encouraged by her husband to follow her lifelong dream to write. She loves the characters that take over imagination and haunts her dreams. She loves the arts and she has tried her hand at painting, wood sculpting, chainsaw carving, wood burning, metal and wire sculptures. Yes, her husband is a very patient man! Anne Marie is an avid reader and enjoys about three books per week. But nothing makes her happier then riding on the back of her husband's Harley and throwing her arms out and feeling the wind race by. Anne Marie and her husband take a few weeks every year to travel to spectacular destination around the world. Anne Marie is excited and can't wait to see what the next chapter holds for her life.