It Started With A Contract

Curvy Women Wanted 2


Hadley Green is desperate and needs a job, so when she sees an advertisement in the newspaper, she immediately gets an interview, without bothering to check the fine print of what it means to be at the beck and call of a very wealthy, very sexy man. 

All of his life Easton Gray has liked fuller, curvy women. He’s a busy man, and he’s not interested in wining and dining women. So he turns his best friend’s advertisement idea into a reality, never for a second believing it would actually work. 

The moment Easton sees Hadley, he knows he wants her, and he’ll do anything to keep her. At first, Hadley is not interested in being a plaything for this man, but then, she is desperate. This is better than being left homeless. She accepts, and finds herself yearning for more than the man’s body. She’s yearning for his heart as well. 

Will Hadley be able to go from being owned to being taken? From sex to love? Anything is possible in this short, sweet, and dirty romance.


“Did I speak to you yesterday?” she asked.

“No, you spoke to my secretary.”

He had a male secretary. She hoped she hadn’t gotten him into trouble or anything. She licked her lips, and waited for him to direct. “Follow me.” He walked down the long corridor, and entered a room on the left. She followed him through the door, aware of her heels clicking on the floor. Her heart was racing.

“I have a company that comes to clean, and deals with everything else. This advertisement was … something else,” he said, taking a seat.

“Oh, well, I, erm, would it be best if I just left? If you hire cleaning staff, why do you need a housekeeper?” She stared into his dark eyes and couldn’t help but notice how sexy he was. Averting her gaze, she stared at the paper in his hand.

“I don’t need a housekeeper. What I want is something more … personal.”


“Yes.” He kept staring at her.

“I really don’t know what you want. I came for the job as a housekeeper, and I’m a good, hard worker. I don’t mind working early in the morning or late at night. I’ll clean toilets, cook, whatever you need me to do.” She was starting to beg now. The thought of having to pack up all of her stuff, and be homeless wasn’t helping either. Her rent was due in three days, and she didn’t have enough.

“I wanted someone to fuck,” he said.

The bluntness of his words startled her. “Fuck?”


“I don’t … huh?” She grabbed the newspaper, and pointed at the circled advertisement. “It says here housekeeper.”

“It also says ‘for personal needs and more’ in the fine print.”

She frowned and looked back at the advertisement. Holding the paper right in front of her face, she finally saw the fine print, and heat filled her cheeks. “Oh dear.” She looked at the paper, and then back at him. “You want a fuller woman? A curvy woman.”


“This isn’t some kind of joke?” She glanced around the room expecting to see a camera crew, and someone there to take in her humiliated face.

“No, it’s no joke. This was thought up by my friend and my secretary. My name is Easton Gray, and I don’t have time to dine with a woman. I also don’t want an escort.”

“What exactly do you want?” she asked.

“I want a willing woman who is not averse to spending time with me, and pretty much doing everything I say.”

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Published by Author Sam Crescent

Sam Crescent is a USA Today Bestselling author who is passionate about romance. She resides in the UK, and loves creating new exciting characters that take her on a journey she never expected. When she's not panicking about a story or arguing with a character, she can be found in her kitchen creating all kinds of havoc.

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