I’m back as we’re now at the end of May!!! Where has the time gone. I say this every month lol. I hope you all had a wonderful May. It has been a busy month for me but I can now confirm that I’m currently working on …. RAVEN’S STORY!!! If you are part of my Facebook group, you already know this, and I wanted to let you guys know as well. I know Raven’s going to be a tough book to write, but I am loving it so much. Slight teaser, but I am hating Smokey and Carlos at the moment. I wonder if they will be able to redeem themselves.
Thank you all for your lovely emails, comments, and feedback on the releases this month. I’m so pleased you’ve enjoyed the three books that have been released. More details down below.
Also included this month is a sneaky peak at what is coming next month, and I love all of these covers.
Thank you all so much for stopping by. Wishing you all a great June.
Rose Henshaw was content working as a basement level accountant. It didn’t matter if she wanted more out of life because the cards had been stacked against her since she was born. So she resolved to survive week to week, existing with the small hope of climbing the ladder at work. When she’s unexpectedly offered the sought-after position as the CEO’s personal assistant, she’s as much thrilled as suspicious of the promotion. Besides, how can she get any work done when her boss is absolutely drool-worthy and constantly pushing her buttons?
Darius Blackwood is ready to trade his bachelor status after just one look at Rose. She’s excellent with children and makes him think about crazy things like building a family of his own, complete with heirs to take over his empire. But he’s just hired her as his PA and isn’t sure he should cross that taboo boundary of indulging in an office romance. How long can he work with Rose underfoot while keeping his desires locked away? Can these two broken souls find love and security with each other or is a relationship destined for failure?
Excerpt:
She wasn’t saying a thing. Had he acted inappropriately? He was her boss, after all. At the moment, he swore they were on the same page, an undeniable attraction growing between them. Had he been wrong all along? Did she see him as an old, inappropriate bastard?
“Say something,” he finally said.
“You made a mistake. I understand.”
“It wasn’t a mistake.”
She looked up and made eye contact.
“If you tell me you hated that, I swear it will never happen again. I’ll be professional to a fault.” He took a breath. “Otherwise, I really need to know how you feel.”
“I’m not sure what I should be feeling.”
He spun away, running a hand through his hair. “I’m so sorry, Rose. I should never have put you in this position. I’m not the kind of man who hits on his subordinates. Never have.”
“I’m not upset, just surprised,” she said.
Darius returned his attention to her. The whole world had gone away, his entire focus on her.
“The next move is yours,” he said.
“That was my first kiss.”
His cock instantly firmed up. She was so damn adorable and innocent while being sexier than she could possibly know. “Are you mad at me? Tell me what to do, and I’ll do it.”
“It’s just hard to believe you’re sincere.”
“About you? Are you kidding me? Call it whatever you want, love at first sight or fate, but I knew I had to have you from the first day I met you.”
“I’m not that kind of girl,” she said. “I can’t be bought. And I won’t sell my body for any price.”
He smiled, he couldn’t help himself. “Baby, I’m forty-six. I’m looking for something real, something lasting. I’m hoping that woman could be you, but I also don’t want to force a gorgeous young woman to settle for something she doesn’t want.”
“I do want you,” she blurted.
He raised a brow. “I see.” Honestly, he wasn’t expecting that. He thought he’d royally fucked everything up. Not to mention he’d been convinced she wasn’t interested. “That changes things.”
“What happens now?”
“Well, I’d like to start by taking you on a real date. How about dessert?”
“Excuse me?” she asked.
“Dessert. There are quite a few nice places in walking distance.”
“Oh. Right. Yes, I’d love that.”
He reached out his hand, and she took it. Damn, since when did handholding feel this intimate?
They went the other way up the hall to escape to the street. It was bustling at this time of evening, a line growing outside the restaurant as well. He felt a huge weight off his shoulders. Rose was by his side, and he couldn’t be prouder as numerous sets of eyes turned in their direction. They may be opposites in most ways, but didn’t opposites attract?
He gave her hand a little squeeze. “You’re sure you’re not just trying to appease an old man?” Darius was only half teasing.
“You don’t look old to me.”
“There’s quite an age difference between us.” He didn’t want any issues to come back and bite him in the ass.
“Does it bother you?” she asked.
“Not one bit. You’re the one getting the short end of the stick in this relationship.”
“I don’t think so.” Rose’s arm brushed his as they walked. “You’re wise and mature. What do I need with boys?”
“I like that answer.” He lifted their joined hands and kissed the back of hers.
He couldn’t believe this angel was giving him a chance. Darius already had her first kiss and he had plenty more firsts in store for her. But he had to take his time, show her he wasn’t looking for only one thing.
They walked near an ice cream booth, and he caught her looking. He stopped and nodded toward it. “What do you think?”
She bit her lower lip. “Aren’t we overdressed?”
“There aren’t any rules. If we want ice cream, we get ice cream. Formal wear or not.”
Can you believe we’re once again ending a month, and starting a new one! This year is going by so fast and what a year it has been so far. I’m completely blown away by the feedback, love, and support, I’ve been getting for Smokey. When I was writing his book, I was a wreck. I’ve been wanting to write a grovel book for so long, and I just knew, Smokey was going to be that guy. I never anticipated this kind of response and it really moves me to know you guys have loved his story, and felt every single emotion as you’ve read him. I’ve been asked quite a bit if I will be doing more books to this world, and the answer is yes. I can’t wait to delve in to see what else I can create. I will warn you, Smokey is not the only book I’ve wrote this year that completely wrecked me during the writing process, I’ve got a couple more to come. 🙂
I hope you’ve all had a wonderful July, and have an even better August. This coming month we’ve got the next book in The Hard Boys series and after that, we’re delving into Crude Hill High again. So much to look forward to. I wanted to let you know Evernight Publishing said yes on a brand new Dirty Fuckers MC book, so that will be coming soon as well. If you’re fans of my The Alpha Shifter Collection, I’ve had another story accepted in that series. 🙂 For more details, please check my coming soon page.
Thank you all so much.
Take care. Stay safe.
Sam
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Released July
What’s Your price
Blurb
Gabe Moore gets everything he wants, and right now, he’s got his sights on Laura Smith. Unlike any other woman, she’s not intimidated by his power. His wealth doesn’t delight her. Only when he fires her does he get her attention.
The harshness of life has taught Laura she can only rely on herself. This crime lord monster won’t make her beg. If he wants her, he can have her, but she’ll never fall in love with him.
For the first time in his life, he’s the one doing the chasing. Laura won’t let him into her heart, only allowing sex. He’ll possess her body, but what he really wants is to own her heart, where he sees the pain she tries to hide.
He’s fifteen years her senior, but she’s the woman he’s been waiting for, and there’s no way he can let her go—even if it means putting her life in danger to be with him.
Just out of a bad marriage, Ava isn’t looking for love. She’s ready to live her own life in a new town, opening a bakery. She never expected to cross paths with Smokey, the dangerous president of the Hell’s Bastards MC.
Smokey wants the curvy blonde sitting alone at the bar, and he always gets what he wants. From the start, he explains it’s just sex, nothing else. Ava doesn’t expect more and promises herself she won’t fall in love with the bad biker, but Smokey gets under her skin. He can’t let her go, and now he thinks she works for his enemy. The pain of his punishment will stay with her forever.
When the truth comes out, Smokey knows he’s hurt the only woman he’s ever cared about. After he loses her, he has no choice but to win her back. Ava won’t give in, though. He hurt her, shattered her trust, and destroyed her heart.
Ella spends her days studying rocks. It’s not glamorous work, and her funding is next to nothing, but she hopes to prove life exists beyond Earth. What she doesn’t count on is being used as a breeding vessel to save an alien race. She’s kidnapped and taken far from Earth for only one purpose. She tries to revolt but it’s hard when her captor does such wicked things to her body.
Dhiro travels to Earth to find a fertile mate. The future of his planet is at stake, so failing is not an option. He’s never met a human in the flesh, but his studies conclude they’re a primitive and violent race. He’s pleasantly surprised when he finds a female soon after landing. She’s lush, in touch with her emotions, and will make the perfect mate for him.
There are others on Dhiro’s plant with fertility issues. Can he keep Ella safe when they try to take her for themselves? And will their union even save his world at all?
Ella spends her days studying rocks. It’s not glamorous work, and her funding is next to nothing, but she hopes to prove life exists beyond Earth. What she doesn’t count on is being used as a breeding vessel to save an alien race. She’s kidnapped and taken far from Earth for only one purpose. She tries to revolt but it’s hard when her captor does such wicked things to her body.
Dhiro travels to Earth to find a fertile mate. The future of his planet is at stake, so failing is not an option. He’s never met a human in the flesh, but his studies conclude they’re a primitive and violent race. He’s pleasantly surprised when he finds a female soon after landing. She’s lush, in touch with her emotions, and will make the perfect mate for him.
There are others on Dhiro’s plant with fertility issues. Can he keep Ella safe when they try to take her for themselves? And will their union even save his world at all?
Excerpt:
He’d made it.
The blue planet filled Dhiro’s viewscreen as he prepared his ship to enter the atmosphere. He’d been dealing with numerous technical problems the past few hours, so it was a relief to finally reach his destination. It had been an excruciatingly long, mind-numbing trip through space. But it would all be worth it once he found a breeding vessel to carry on his lineage. An heir was all that mattered.
His two brothers said he’d never make it—it was too far, too dangerous, and the Earthlings may not even be compatible with their DNA. But Dhiro had done his research, and the Earth females were the perfect match. Although primitive in comparison, they were physically compatible, and he should be able to walk among them without detection.
With the repairs he had to complete on his ship before returning home to Trenu Zel, he hoped finding a suitable female would be quick and painless.
As he navigated the rough entry, his mother appeared on his monitor. She always chose the worst moments to make her appearance. “Yes, Mother?”
“Have you arrived safely?”
“Ask me again in five minutes. I’m attempting to land right now.”
“Please be careful,” she said. “I want you to return home safely, with or without a mate.”
He held his breath for a moment, then responded, “I’ll check in with updates. Take care of my brothers.” Dhiro turned off the monitor.
He’d come to Earth out of duty, a responsibility to keep their lineage alive. In all his planning, he’d failed to think of his Earthling conquest as a future mate, but he supposed that was exactly what she would be. He’d never allowed his mind to wander into territories of love and bonding. If she were a Trenuian female, their match would be blessed by their people. Dhiro was entering uncharted territory and would be the first to claim an Earthling. Some of the males on his taskforce laughed at the thought of him mating with a primitive species. He’d been the butt of jokes for months.
However, they wouldn’t mock him once he returned with the only fertile female on his planet. At least that was his plan.
Within seconds, the ship made contact with the ground, skidding and jumping as it created a great plume of dust. His body jostled in his seat, and anything not bolted down was tossed around the ship’s interior. When he finally came to a complete stop, he didn’t dare move. As the minutes passed, he finally took a breath and unfastened his protective belts.
He turned on the viewscreen. His ship had indeed landed on the Earth’s surface, but it was barren, no sign of humans or their civilizations. Just dirt, dirt the color of rust for miles.
No matter. He’d come here for a purpose and had no plans in calling it quits.
Dhiro tested the outside air before opening the outer hatch. He stood on the top step, taking a cautious first breath of Earth’s air. It wasn’t as fragrant as the air back home, but it was breathable.
The temperature was much warmer here, the intensity of the sun something he wasn’t accustomed to. His steps echoed on the metal stairs as he descended. There was nothing here, and since his ship would be out of commission until he dealt with repairs, moving to a more populated area wasn’t an option.
He put his hand over his eyes to scan the distant mountains. The sky was a unique shade of blue. The planet had its charm, but he was still glad this voyage was temporary.
Dhiro unfastened one of the outside panels to begin working on the ship’s exterior circuits. He’d start his search for a mate tomorrow after he rested for the night. One by one, he tested for faults in the equipment. It was a mindless task, the hours slipping by without notice. The sky began to darken as he completed his first of many tasks.
A distant scream immediately captured his full attention. He set down his tools and took several steps into the open to get a better view of the land.
There was nothing to see. Nothingness in every direction.
Again, the scream echoed along the mountains ridge and valleys. He decided to investigate. After strapping on his weaponry and protective vest, he began his trek along the vast, red land. The sun had slipped below the horizon, but his vision was equally effective in the darkness.
He’d traveled far, and the lingering heat was becoming an increasing annoyance. The cries grew louder as he walked, so he had to be very close. Animals growled nearby, and he wasn’t sure what creatures he may find in this region. From his research, nothing on Earth could be a threat to him, so he plodded onward.
As he turned the corner of a low mountain, there was a small chasm with scant greenery. Plumes of smoke from a recently doused fire drifted up into the sky. And five feral beasts were closing in on a lone human. A female.
He watched. Stunned to see one in the flesh.
Then he snapped out of his trance and moved to act. The moment she noticed him, she called out.
“Help me. Please help!”
The need in her voice drove his protective instincts into overdrive. He wasn’t sure if it was due to his three decades on the taskforce or a primal connection to this human.
As he approached, the animals turned their attention to him, creating a circle of attack, one he knew well, but from much more threatening beasts on Trenu Zel.
The first one lunged, but he caught it by the throat in midair. He examined the beast as it struggled and yelped. He’d never seen one of these creatures, and his curiosity for the new world piqued. When the female whimpered, he snapped the animal’s neck and waited for the next to attack.
One by one, he killed the hairy beasts with his bare hands. They weren’t worth the effort of unsheathing one of his weapons. He dusted off his hands as he neared the female crouching low behind her smoldering fire pit. She still carried a large stick in her hands. Trembling hands.
“I won’t harm you,” he said.
She nodded repeatedly, looking at her own hands as she dropped the makeshift weapon. “T-Thank you. I thought I was a goner.”
He reached out a hand to her, and after a pause, she took it. Dhiro pulled her up to her feet but was surprised she barely reached his chest in height. Women on his planet were comparable to males in height, but he found her tiny size endearing.
“What were those beasts?”
“Beasts? You mean the wolves?”
“Yes, the wolves.”
She ran a hand through her blonde hair. It flowed down her back even though disheveled. He’d never seen the color before. Everything about her appealed to him.
“I’ve come out here so many times, and I’ve never had a problem with them before. If I’d known a wolf attack was a possibility, I never would have ventured this far alone. Well, not this late.”
“You’re afraid of the wolves?”
“Of course, wouldn’t anyone be? Well, not you, I guess. How did you do that, anyway? You didn’t even use a gun. I’ve never seen anything like it.”
“I’m a superior adversary,” he said matter-of-factly. “They’re not smart hunters. The others would have been wise to escape after I killed the first one.”
She stared at him. “When I was ten, I was attacked by one of them.” She pulled up the edge of her shirt, showing him a deep scar on her side. “I’ve been terrified ever since.”
Dhiro didn’t like that she’d been marked by one of those filthy beasts. If she’d been on Trenu Zel, their technology would have ensured she had no lasting scars. But she’d been born on a primitive planet at no fault of her own.
“I can protect you from the wolves,” he said.
“Yes, I know you can. What’s your name, anyway?”
“Dhiro.”
“Dhiro, that’s different. My name’s Ella. Ella Sinclaire, aspiring noteworthy geologist.” Then she held out her hand. He wasn’t versed in Earth customs and wasn’t sure how to respond. The first thing that came to mind was to hold out his hand in the same manner.
She laughed, a sweet, musical sound. “Okay then.” Ella grabbed his hand in hers, yanking it up and down. “Nice to meet you, Dhiro.”
She’d completely slaughtered the pronunciation of his given name. But all he could focus on was the intimate contact she’d forced on him. The feel of her skin against his.
He expected this mission to be easy, like choosing a pet. No emotion. No attraction. Ella was human, after all, an inferior species. This entire trip was a necessity, not a pleasure.
When her only brother’s gambling debts get out of control, he turns to Drake Eastwood to bail him out. He’s the bully from her past, the one she’s tried to forget over the years. The ruthless businessman pays off Nigel’s debts, but he wants something in return—Mira. He demands her life, her body, and apparently her womb, but he’ll never have her heart. She reluctantly signs the contract to save her brother.
Drake wants to prove to Mira that he’s a different person from the bully he was in high school. He’s worked his way up the ladder of success with no help from anyone, only he didn’t realize how lonely it would be at the top. Now that Mira’s signed his contract, there’s no way he’ll let her go. She’ll breed his children and become his wife. In return, he’ll wipe out her brother’s debts and make all her dreams come true. It sounds perfect on paper, but life rarely goes according to plan.
Excerpt:
“You’re crazy,” she said, getting to her feet.
“Am I?”
The moment Nigel had walked into his office asking for money, he’d seen an opportunity he couldn’t turn down. The money was no doubt a bad investment, but it wasn’t enough to make him lose sleep over, especially as it had achieved what he wanted. Mira in his office.
“You want me to have your children?” she asked.
“Yes.” He opened up his jacket and rounded the desk so he stood closer to her. Mira may hate him, and that was fine with him, but her gaze kept on straying. She was attracted to him, and as far as he was concerned, he was more than happy with that. He wanted to fuck her, and this was years in the planning. He would have her.
She pushed her hair out of the way. The long locks could never be tamed, and he loved that she’d never gotten it cut. He couldn’t wait to run his fingers through the length or have it spread out across a pillow, or better yet, wrapped around his fist as he pounded inside her.
Fucking her was going to be a pleasure. He looked forward to having his name spill from her lips.
“This is crazy.”
“Or it’s a lifeline. You and I both know that pawnshop isn’t going to make it. Nigel went to other people for money. Only my name and my connections are keeping him alive.”
“You ordered to have his legs broken.”
“I still have a reputation to protect.” He winked.
She grabbed her head on both sides. “Oh, God, this isn’t happening.”
He watched her. The pencil skirt molded to her shapely hips and ass. He’d been with slender and curvy women. None of them even compared to Mira. He couldn’t wait to see what kind of treasures she held beneath.
“You said you were willing to do anything to save him.”
“Not have your children. I hate you.”
He smiled and closed the distance between them. She stepped back and he followed. There was no getting away from him.
When her back hit the wall, he slammed his palms at either side of her head. “You can fight me all you want, but you and I both know you’re turned on by me.”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
His office was a nice warm temperature and yet her nipples poked against the front of her shirt. The jacket she wore gaped open, and he knew she wanted him.
He put his fingers on her knee and slowly began to slide his hand up. She didn’t stop him, and he moved until he cupped her pussy.
Her panties were soaking wet. “Do I need to go any further to prove to you just how wet you are?”
“Drake?”
“I don’t believe in lying, Mira.” He slid her panties aside and found her wet slit. “Look at that. Soaked.”
She put her hands to his chest, but he stroked over her clit. Using his fingers, he moved up and down, preparing her, not penetrating, but getting her used to the feel. Her head fell back against the wall.
“I know what I want, Mira. I want kids, and I want you naked in my bed. Give me what I want, and your brother will be free. You’ll be the one responsible for his happiness.” He pressed his nose against her neck as he plundered her cunt with two fingers. She was incredibly tight.
She moaned, and the sound echoed around the room.
“I hate you.”
“Do you think I care if you hate me or not? I want what I want, and I’m going to get it by any means I have to.” He bit down on her neck, relishing her cries.
She started to thrust against his hand, and he groaned. He couldn’t wait to replace his fingers with his cock, but for now, he just needed to give her a hint of what it could be like.
Kissing down her neck, he didn’t care that clothes were in his way. He sucked on her beaded nipple, biting down.
When he thought he had her close to the edge, he stepped back, pulling his fingers from her pussy and his mouth from her tit.
He wanted to do more. To bend her over the desk and take her hard and fast. That would come soon.
Once she agreed to belong to him, her life as she knew it would cease. There would be no room for her to be anywhere else but at his side.
He had an insatiable appetite, and he’d been anticipating claiming Mira for some time.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
He lifted his fingers to his mouth, licking them clean, tasting her. Stepping back, he kept his gaze on her.
His cock pressed against the front of his pants, and it fucking hurt. He wasn’t a small man, but years of restraint and control made him sit down. “I proved a point. You want me, and I’m saying you can have me, but it comes with a price. Everything in life has a price.”
“My freedom for my brother’s?”
“And he’s getting a lot more than others would give him, believe me. I’m being more than generous.”
“You’re asking me to bind myself to you for life. There’s no way in hell I’d give you a child and leave it.”
“Do you think I expect only one child from you?” he asked. “I want four at least.” He intended to bind Mira to him in every single way.
The girl he remembered at school was just as passionate now. He had to wait, to bide his time, but he could have her. He was the one with all the power. She would have no choice but to bend to his will, and fuck if that didn’t turn him on even more.
He wanted her more than anything else in the world. Being close to her only served to remind him of all that he wanted.
Clasping his fingers together, he waited as she struggled to compose herself.
She tried to close her jacket, but the wet stain he’d left from his mouth was still visible on her shirt.
What a month April has been. I hope you all had a wonderful one. I’ve been so busy on a brand new story in a trope I’ve never wrote before, and I finally wrote those precious words, The End, today. I’m so happy. More details to come soon. If you are ever curious about what I’ve got coming out, please check the Coming Soon page for more details. This month saw the release of Baby for Two (Curvy Women Wanted), a brand new series Crave and Claimed with, She’s my Everything, and to finish a brand new Breeding Season book with, Bred by the Mafia Monster, co-written with Stacey Espino. All details are below. Stacey and I have a celebration going on. If you’d like to pop over to my and Stacey’s Facebook pages or Instagram to find out more details on how to enter. 😊
I’ve got more exciting releases in May, and I’m also delving back into a certain Dirty MC series I love so much. I want to tell you all so much more, but I won’t spoil it. Just know, I’ve got lots planned.
Who’s read these books and which is your favourite?
Alpha Beast is now available for pre-order
Blurb
The eldest son of a warring mafia pack, Liam Wolf must secure peace by marrying the enemy’s only daughter, Jenny Luca. With long white hair and gray eyes, she cannot turn into a wolf. She talks to herself, and strange things happen around her. To many, she is a source of ridicule, but after one look, one scent, Liam is hooked.
Jenny has always known she was different. Like her mother and grandmother, she inherited the ability to see the dead. They come to her or just wander around. Many fear her gift, so she tries to hide it. Liam is not afraid, but enchanted. Their packs have judged her harshly, and nothing will stop him from claiming her as his wife.
When one of his warehouses is burned down, it’s up to Liam to find out what went wrong, especially when Jenny discovers the spirits—and a monster who intends harm. Can Liam save her in time, or will she fall prey to the curse in her family?
Klaus Accardi doesn’t complain when his father arranges his marriage—he always does what’s necessary for the family. As the eldest son, he welcomes the opportunity to breed his young bride to keep his legacy alive. He’s not looking for love … until he meets Isabella.
Isabella Lastra has been promised to the enemy. She’s expected to marry the mafia monster to keep peace between their families—only he’s nothing like she expects. Klaus demands her body, but he also wants to claim her heart.
When a contract is signed for Klaus’s life, the feud between their families reignites once again. Can he keep his blushing bride safe in the middle of a mafia war or is their unorthodox marriage destined to failure?
Excerpt:
“This will benefit everyone. No more bloodshed. Just peace between our families.”
Klaus Accardi listened to the leader of the Lastra family offer up his peace offering. It didn’t come as a surprise. The latest war had cost them on each side. The streets had run red with blood, all in the name of honor. Lastra didn’t have much else to give. They had money, businesses, but this war, it was killing them.
“You know the only way to guarantee peace is through marriage,” his father, Marcel, said.
Klaus remained tense.
Fuck.
He knew exactly where this was leading. Rather than look toward his younger brothers, he stayed perfectly still.
He would do what was necessary for his family.
“I have a young daughter, Isabella.”
“We’re many things, Lastra, but pedophiles isn’t one of them,” Marcel said.
“She’s eighteen and has already finished school. She’s a beauty … in her way.” The old man ran a hand down his face.
“Then let’s meet her,” Marcel said.
Lastra nodded to his guard and the man left the room. “I’m sure we can come to a peaceful arrangement.”
“What I want to know is what’s wrong with your daughter that you haven’t arranged her marriage yet. Eighteen in your culture is old, isn’t it?” Marcel asked, mocking their enemy.
“Don’t believe every rumor you hear.”
“So your wife wasn’t sixteen when you married?”
Klaus wasn’t interested in taunting this man. He wasn’t scared. The Lastra family were a bunch of pussies.
Silence filled the room.
The anger flowed off Lastra. He could feel it, but no one cared what the old man wanted.
“What is keeping that girl?” He stood up as the door opened, and there stood Isabella Lastra.
Klaus didn’t know what he was expecting. A delicate woman in a tight short dress, heavily made up, just waiting to be pawned off. No, instead, flour dusted one cheek, the jeans and shirt she wore hung off her body, they were that big. Her raven hair was bound on top of her head in a loose knot. She looked fucking stunning, no doubt about it, and there was no mistaking the fire behind her gray eyes. Her lips were pressed together in a thin line, clearly annoyed with being pulled away. Still, Isabella must be well trained as she kept her thoughts to herself. Her hands were tightly clenched though, another telltale sign given away.
To some men, she would appear completely undesirable.
He wasn’t most men.
He liked a challenge, and she posed a most beautiful one.
At thirty-eight years old, he’d experienced his fair share of women, and yet, no one had ever set his blood ablaze as fast as this peach had. His cock hardened at the thought. Most of their men liked meek women, afraid of their own shadow. Not him. No. He knew he would never be able to stay married to a woman who jumped at every move he made. They were even frightened to be kissed. Years of being forced to remain a virgin, listening to horror stories, no wonder the women freaked out.
It was fucking insane.
Raking his gaze down Isabella’s body, he saw she wasn’t a slender woman. Even with the oversized clothes, her curves beckoned him. There was no denying the roundness of her hips, the fullness of her tits. He’d love to check out her ass, but that would be rude. He didn’t want to show the instant hit of desire he had for her either.
Lastra stood up and moved toward his daughter. “Sweetheart, I’d like you to meet Marcel and Klaus Accardi.”
His brothers didn’t get a single mention.
“Well, Marcel?” Lastra asked.
Klaus looked at his father. He didn’t appear too eager, but he knew what was expected of him.
“Yes, I think we can come to some arrangement.”
“Isabella, I’d like you to meet your fiancé,” said her father.
Klaus stayed perfectly still.
“Go and introduce yourself.”
She tensed up as her father nudged her in his general direction. It wasn’t lost on anyone in the room that Lastra would send his daughter across the enemy lines toward them. Isabella didn’t stop though. She went to him and held out her hand. Well trained like most young women in their fucked-up culture.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” She was the perfect specimen of gentleness, but he saw her hand shake.
Compared to him, she was so small, delicate.
He gripped her hand, swallowing hers up in his, and offered her a smile. “Likewise.”
“Excellent. Isabella, run along. Tell your mama we need her for the necessary arrangements.”
Isabella turned her back on him and walked away.
Damn, he was right. A nice, lush ass. He couldn’t wait to have her naked and beneath him. Her body was made for fucking, and if truth be told, made for breeding. Since Klaus had turned thirty-eight, his father had been nagging him to settle down and produce an heir. With Isabella, he could deal with multiple problems all at once. Rather than be horrified at the thought of being married to her, excitement flooded him.
He wanted to marry her. To have her in his bed, once and for all.
