Dmitriy Fedulov was known as the ghost devil. He was who the head of the Gnesin Bratva sent when they wanted to annihilate. He killed all enemies, and he did so without remorse. Until her.
Anastasia Babkin defied her family and refused to marry a cruel man. As punishment, she was thrown out, forced to live on her own, far away from the Bratva. She knew the risks. It was why she stayed all alone.
When Dmitriy was sent, he didn’t kill her. Instead, he kept her safe. He felt nothing for no one, until he met Anastasia. She was unlike other women. She was different, and he couldn’t bring himself to kill her.
The orders from Gnesin didn’t sit well with Dmitriy. When he demands a meeting, and it goes silent, he knows something is wrong. When the enemy comes hunting him down, it’s only a matter of time before the Bratva falls.
Anastasia doesn’t know who ordered the kill on her family. She has fallen in love with her savior. But, will they be able to survive? Is the leader of the Bratva still alive? Will he let them live? Or is it just one big betrayal?
Harper Taylor has spent years cleaning for the most feared Capo in the Villa Mafia. Trapped by her controlling father and desperate for freedom, the last thing she expects is to fall for her dangerous boss. Enzo Castelli trusts no one. Betrayal has shaped him into a ruthless mafia kingpin, but Harper is the one exception. The one woman he can’t stay away from. The one person he would burn the world to protect. When enemies close in and family secrets come to light, Harper finds herself caught between the life she’s always known and the man who refuses to let her go. Because Enzo doesn’t share. And once he decides Harper belongs to him, he’ll destroy anyone who tries to take her away.
Excerpt:
Harper had known he had a wife and kids, and that he lost them, but she didn’t realize what happened. She also knew he had parents that had died, but she had no idea how or why. No one had talked about it.
This was heartbreaking. She couldn’t believe what he’d gone through.
Without thinking, she made her way toward him, and she sank to her knees, threw her arms around him, and hugged him. “I’m so sorry,” she said.
She couldn’t even imagine what that must have been like, to find his parents, his in-laws, and then his children. To have seen the damage his wife had done. She never met the woman, but just on principle for what she had done, she hated her so much. It was good that he killed her. No monster like that deserved to live.
She pressed her face against his neck, and he smelled so good. Harper couldn’t quite put her finger on why he smelled so good, just that he did. She didn’t know why she kissed his neck.
Enzo pulled away, and Harper pulled back. They were still close, and he captured her arms in his grip. He stared at her, and she stared right back at him. Silence fell between them.
Harper felt her heart race, there was no other word for it. She had no idea what was happening right now, or what she should do. His lips looked so inviting.
She didn’t know who moved first, herself or Enzo, but one moment, they were staring at each other, and in the next, they were kissing. This wasn’t a bland kiss either, this was passionate. Like the walls of boss and employee had been shattered as they broke that boundary between them. He held her arms so tightly, and she put her hands on his chest, but not to push him away. She worked them up, circled her hands around his neck, and he teased his tongue across her bottom lip, and she met him, tasting him.
She felt her body heat up, her nipples go incredibly tight, and her pussy slick with arousal. She wanted him badly.
Harper pulled away, because the cold reality set in. This was Enzo Castelli. He was a mafia boss, a freaking Capo, and that meant he had responsibilities. They hadn’t made him marry yet, but he would need to provide heirs. He’d need a woman by his side with good family and good standing. She was none of those things.
This was a nightmare.
She pulled away, got to her feet, and rushed out of the room. Her lips were swollen, and she tried to make her escape but didn’t get far.
Enzo stopped her, grabbing her arms, pressing them up above her head, and then his lips were back on hers. She melted against him, and she wanted to tell him to stop, but it was like her body had other ideas, as she relished the kiss. This was passion.
He held her hands above her head as he ravished her mouth, and with his other hand, he stroked down from her shoulder, cupping her tit and gliding down. He pulled up the skirt of her uniform and swallowed her cry as he cupped her pussy.
She wore panties, but with the heat of his hand, it was like she was wearing nothing. He’d stripped her completely naked, yet she still wore clothes.
Of course, Enzo had other ideas, and those panties were torn from her without even so much as a yank, but the fabric was flimsy as it had lost the elastic long ago. She was lucky they stayed up around her waist.
His hand pressed against her pussy. His fingers moved between her slit, and she cried out at the sheer instant hit of pleasure that consumed her from that one touch. She had never been touched there, never been kissed. This was all so new, and she didn’t know what the hell she was doing.
He broke the kiss and trailed his lips down toward her neck. Harper was about to tell him she was a virgin and they shouldn’t be doing this, but then his teeth grazed across her pulse. She lost all thought, because it was like tiny little orgasms went off through her entire body, and she was unable to think or process.
At the same time, his fingers were at her cunt, and he pressed a finger between her slit and touched the nub, stroking back and forth. She closed her eyes, and he growled against her.
The uniform was tugged, and she realized he had let go of her hands above her head, but she had been so lost on sensation, she hadn’t even realized it. The uniform came open, and he somehow worked on her bra, and even with her clothes on, he was able to get her tits naked.
His mouth took one of her nipples into his, and she cried out. There was no way to think. It was sensation after sensation, and all she could do was float on it, mindless with pleasure.
And then he pulled his hand away, and she heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper, and he lifted her up.
Given to the Bratva is releasing April 22nd, and is now available for pre-order.
Blurb
Anastasia is pretty sure her husband is going to kill her. She knew her father would do anything to get rid of her, even sell her to a man who would put an end to her life.
Bogdan Evanoff didn’t want to get married. He is a monster. His only job is to kill and to keep his boss, the head of the Galkin Bratva safe. He is the best at his job. No woman would want to be married to him. He was surprised when Anastasia’s father gave him permission to kill her if she wasn’t a virgin on their wedding night.
She was a virgin.
He wants to learn why her father wants her dead. And what he discovers … he knows he is going to keep her safe. His wife has inherited all of her mother’s fortune. Her father doesn’t get a penny. Bogdan knows the greed of the man knows no bounds.
Although he is quite taken by his young bride but when it comes to the end, will he keep her, or will it be too late to save her?
Nora Pierce couldn’t believe the first time she met her boss was when she fell right on top of him. An employee, she knew she was already close to losing her job. With coffee all over her, and possibly ruining his expensive designer suit, she knew her chance at a good future was over.
Gabriel Williams had been curious about the woman who worked for him. She delivered his mail on the daily, but he was struck by the brunette’s natural beauty and the kindness in her eyes.
Discovering she had a rough time after her parents’ death, he knew he wanted to take care of her, and to right the wrong that was dealt her.
Ever since her parents died, her life had gone downhill. She didn’t expect anyone to help her, but now Gabriel is there. She shouldn’t take his help. She shouldn’t be wanting him. Afterall, she’s a virgin.
Nora now she belonged to him. Neither expected their passion to turn to love. But what will happen when Nora is nearly taken from him? Is Gabriel willing to give up everything he has worked for, for the right woman?
Excerpt:
“I’ve been busy and I didn’t want you to have to wait for your mail. I know how important it is for you to get it in a timely fashion.”
“Cut the crap, Nora. You’ve been avoiding me because I kissed you last night.”
It wasn’t exactly the kind of kiss you brush on the cheek. This had started out as a brush of the lips, but then his fingers had sunk into her hair and held her in place. Not in a bad way, but in such a good way. Her lips had tingled from the contact. So much of her body had tingled.
She couldn’t deny how desperate she was for him. And this terrified her. Gabriel was her boss. He was out of her league. She needed to get her brain back on track, and having dirty, sexual thoughts about her boss was not a good idea.
“You shouldn’t have kissed me last night,” she said, finally admitting it.
“Why not?” he asked.
This took her by surprise. She figured the whole boss and employee relationship was obvious, but if he needed her to spell it out for him, she was going to have to do that.
“You’re my boss,” she said. “You and I can’t happen.”
“Why?” he asked, folding his arms, and it was then she realized he wasn’t wearing a jacket and the sleeves of his shirt had rolled up.
She had noticed his thick arms before, but had they really been that big? They looked so good. For a split-second, or perhaps even longer, she thought about how good it would feel to be in those arms. Gabriel was strong. Nothing could break him down.
“Seriously, you’re my boss. What more is there to talk about? You’re a multimillionaire bus—”
“Billionaire,” he said, interrupting her.
“What?”
“I’m a multibillionaire as of a few years ago.”
She took a deep breath. “There you go. That doesn’t help. You’re rich. You’re the boss of this company. I’m just an employee and I work in the mail room. I lived on the streets, and we are so far apart it is unreal. I don’t know anything about you at all.”
There were so many other things she could list, but she figured they were enough to get him to see how incompatible they were.
“Do you want to get to know me?” he asked.
Okay, that she wasn’t expecting.
“Huh?”
“Well, you see, we’re both still human, unless you’re about to tell me you’re from a different planet. So, we’re the same species, and I’m a consenting adult, and you’re a consenting adult. Do you just not like me?” he asked.
“Of course I like you.”
“Then what is the problem?”
“You’re my boss. What is everyone going to think?” She dropped her arms to her sides. This was not sounding like a good argument. She looked at Gabriel and felt hopeless.
“Then we do this in secret if that is what is important to you, but I can’t get you out of my mind, Nora. I want you, and when I look at you, I have a feeling you want me too.” As he talked, he got closer to her.
Nora didn’t back away. She was not afraid of this man. A little nervous because he evoked feelings she had never felt before, and that was scary. So freaking scary. She took a deep breath and waited.
“Do you want me?” he asked.
He was suddenly in front of her and there was no way of escape.
“I have no idea what I’m doing,” she said.
“Then I’ll lead.” And with that, he kissed her. This was a soft kiss. Like the merest hint of lips just touching. Not too intense. Okay, she could handle this, even if it did make her toes curl in her shoes.
“No one needs to know, if you’re afraid of what people think.” He took possession of her lips. “And if you don’t know what you’re doing, then you’ll follow my instructions.”
Blurb Nikki didn’t want to be at the stupid Devil’s Beasts MC clubhouse. Growing up with a mother who had a revolving door of men or clients, she wasn’t into the party mood. However, she was not going to let her best friend down. She was there in case her friend needed a ride. That was the day she met him.
Hawk loved women. He enjoyed many a variety and was not the settling down type. When a young brunette walked into his domain, he knew he should have steered clear. He couldn’t get her out of his head. She was not like any other woman.
Nikki didn’t try to flirt with him, or gain his attention. She treated him like a man, or at times, like a pain in the ass. It was refreshing. An odd kind of friendship was born.
Hawk wanted to be there for her. He wanted to turn her bad luck around.
For Nikki, she was falling for him, although she had promised to never fall for any man. One kiss led into another, and one moment she was a virgin, the next, she wasn’t. A secret affair began. There were rules. She was not allowed to go near the club. No one was to know they were together. It was their little secret.
But then the letters started. Someone was out to hurt Nikki. Was it a joke? Was it serious? Was it a mistake?
Then the truth comes out. She didn’t earn her place, Hawk manipulated everything. He was embarrassed by her. Will Hawk be able to figure out who is threatening his woman before it’s too late? Will he be able to earn back her forgiveness?
Lisa was never going to forgive him. After falling in love with an Alpha, giving herself to him, and seeing a future with him, Lisa had her heart crushed. He was only using her. She was not a wolf, so she wasn’t good enough to be his mate. Breaking up with him, was the only thing to do.
Shadow wasn’t ready to end things with her. From the moment he first saw the human, he knew he wanted her. What he didn’t expect was to fall hard and fast. But she’s no wolf. She can never be his mate. Then why can’t be bear the thought of losing her?
His mate was supposed to be another wolf. But Lisa did something to him, and now he cannot stop thinking about her. He has to do something to win her back, to gain back her trust. When he finds out she is pregnant with his child, he knows this is the only chance he is going to get to make things right.
Lisa never intends to forgive Shadow. Being around him, day after day, it gets harder to keep him at arm’s length. And the truth is, does she really want to? What harm is there in forgiving?
Excerpt:
He didn’t want to do that. For the past month, he’d been trying to figure out ways of getting Lisa to forgive him. The flowers were a good idea, but according to Pam, the chocolates had ended up at the coffee shop for other people to enjoy. She’d not even charged anyone for the pleasure. All the other material gifts—the jewelry, books, furniture—had been returned.
Shadow didn’t know what to do. He’d even been tempted to pay Beau Alpha a visit to ask him what he did, but he knew the outcome of that union. Beau was now mated to the human, the very first in No Wolves Road.
“Maybe you could be happy for her,” Pam said.
“Happy for her?”
“Yeah, she might meet the man of her dreams tonight. Wouldn’t that be something?”
Shadow growled. He couldn’t handle the thought of her being near any other man. The very thought of it was inconceivable to him. There was no way that could happen. No fucking way at all.
“No!”
Pam stared at him. “Are you serious? Do you expect an amazing woman like Lisa Bennett to not find a man of her own? What about when you find a mate or settle down? Will it be acceptable to you then?”
Shadow glared at her.
“Wow, you know what, I didn’t peg you as a selfish bastard, but you are really getting there right now.”
“I am not a selfish bastard,” he said.
“Yeah, you are. What is worse, you don’t even see it. You don’t want to take Lisa for forever, but you don’t want her to be with anyone else. You’re a selfish bastard, and maybe one day you will even begin to see the error of what you’re doing right now.” Pam shook her head. “I’m going to get Lisa, and I’m going to make sure she has a good time.”
There was nothing for Shadow to do or say. He could only watch as Pam left. Putting his hands on his waist, he tapped his foot. It wasn’t any of his business, he knew that. He should just let Lisa go. That would be the right thing to do, but even his wolf wasn’t happy. Neither of them wanted to think of Lisa with another man. Just the very thought of it had him growling low and deep within his throat. His hands clenched, and he felt the skin begin to split as the transition threatened to take control.
He was a grown man. He’d not been at the mercy of his wolf or his emotions in a very long time. At the start of his training to be Alpha, his father had made sure he was in constant control.
Taking some deep breaths, he tried to bring himself back under control, and that felt nearly impossible. But he did so. He was not going to lose control.
Pam was going to take Lisa and her friend out to enjoy a fun night dancing. There was nothing he could do about it. There was also nothing Pam could do to stop him from being there, so he took off, heading toward No Wolves Road Bar.
At the edge of the parking lot, he stopped and looked over toward the bar. The scent of humans and wolves was strong. It was a Friday night, so a lot of people were looking for a partner to spend the weekend with.
Lisa was in there.
Men were in there.
He couldn’t allow anyone to touch his Lisa.
Shadow paused after taking one step toward the bar. What he was doing was selfish, but this was for Lisa’s sake. If she wanted to find a man to cherish her, it wasn’t going to be inside a bar. Nothing good ever came from dating someone in a bar. She deserved to find a man who had similar tastes to herself. Lisa was not a partying woman.
He took one step in front of the other and made his way inside the bar. It didn’t matter how many people were there, he still picked up Lisa’s scent, and he looked in her general direction.
Pam, Lisa, and Adele were at the bar, all three of them in revealing dresses. He didn’t give a shit what Pam and Adele were wearing.
Lisa wore a black dress that plunged at the front, revealing the top part of her breasts. She had worn that dress once before, for him and him alone. He’d been the one to remove it from her body, using his teeth. She’d been begging and moaning, and the scent of her pussy had been heavy in the air. The memory was one of his favorites.
Lisa hadn’t been shy when it came to sex. Although she’d been a virgin, she had trusted him. That first time had been painful for her. The first thrust, that is. The moment he felt her virginity give way to his cock, the temptation to just take her hard and fast had been so strong. Even now, Shadow didn’t know how he’d been able to stop himself.
He’d held himself balls-deep inside her and waited until she was ready. Only then had he made love to her. He hadn’t even fucked her but took all night to make up for the brief pain he caused her. He had forgotten until this very moment that he’d hated hurting her and had never wanted to do it again. That night, holding her while she slept in his arms, he had vowed he would never hurt her again.
I fucked that one up.
With Lisa, he messed everything up and had no idea how to make it better.
She doesn’t remember the wedding. In fact, she doesn’t remember much besides the fact her family tried to get rid of her when she was sick. Now that she has recovered, she’s come to learn two things: all of her family is dead, and she was is married to one of the most feared men in the world.
Carver Turner relished his reputation for being The Beast. He doesn’t care about the fear he instilled into others. He kills without mercy. It’s what he’s been trained to do, and nothing could sway him from doing his job.
Until his wife comes into his life. She’s different. Morgan is sweet, pure, kind, and she doesn’t look away from him in disgust.
Morgan doesn’t know much about her husband, but she has come to see that while he is a beast to everyone else, to her, he is an angel. The sweetest husband a woman could ask for. And then, the danger comes…
Carver challenged the boss when he killed Morgan’s family. He did it for her, because of what they’d done to her. Now, he has to make a choice, either give up his life, or finally kill his longtime enemy. He has never run away from a fight, and he’s not going to start now.
Excerpt:
“I’ve never drank before,” she said. “I don’t think I will like it.”
“Why? Because your family said you wouldn’t?” he asked.
“I don’t know.”
He held out his glass. “It’s whiskey, and I will warn you, that sucker is strong, with a capital S.”
She stepped toward him and reached for the glass. Morgan wore a very cute pair of pajama shorts along with a matching top, with flowers on it.
She took a sip and swallowed, and he watched as her eyes watered seconds before the cough erupted. He was sure to take the glass from her hand, as he didn’t want any of his good whiskey going to waste.
“Oh, wow,” she said.
“I might like to add that whiskey is not for everyone,” he said.
“No kidding, wow, that is like fire. How can you enjoy it?”
He shrugged, took a long sip, and then breathed a sigh of contentment. “You’ve got to know when to enjoy it.”
“Where’s my wedding ring?” she asked.
Now, this surprised him.
“I mean, we are married, right? I am your wife?”
“Yes.”
“But I don’t have a ring, and I didn’t know if there was a reason for that.”
He pulled at the chain around his neck and slid it off. Releasing the clasp, he pulled off the engagement ring, as well as the wedding band.
“Give me your hand,” he said.
She held out her left hand and he slid the engagement ring on, followed by the wedding band.
“I decided against using the one your parents wanted me to use.” He had his own rings he’d wanted to give her.
“They’re beautiful,” Morgan said.
The engagement band was rose gold with small diamonds around the ring. The main wedding ring is a single, large diamond with a slender band. It fit well on her finger, exactly how he knew it would.
“There. All you had to do was ask for them back,” he said. “You did wear them on that night, but I removed them when you passed out. Also, I had a feeling your parents were going to try to steal them from you, and I wasn’t going to have that.”
She rolled her eyes. “That is all they ever try to do.”
“Tried,” he said. “Past tense.”
“Oh, right.”
She dropped her hand down and looked at him. There went her lips, pressed together, and he watched her. Her long, blonde hair was tucked behind her ear, and she looked so beautiful. So pure. She was still a virgin.
“Can I kiss you?” she asked.
Now this did surprise him. “You want to kiss me?”
“You’re my husband, right? I don’t remember if we kissed at our wedding,” she said. “Everything is kind of hazy.”
He waited.
“But, I’d really like to kiss my husband, if you would like it?”
He smiled, put his glass down on the desk, and stood.
She took a step toward him, then another, until she was in touching distance. In fact, she was so close, he could smell the vanilla scent of her body wash.
He already had the next package to give her, wrapped and ready to place at the foot of the bed. Carver also liked to watch her sleep. He never lingered too long, just enough to watch her for a second after he placed the gift on the bed.
“I don’t know what to do,” Morgan said.
He reached out, putting his hands on her shoulders. She didn’t flinch as he slowly traced the tips of his fingers down her shoulders, going toward her hands. He picked them up within his grasp and then placed both on his chest. She didn’t pull away, even as he moved them up from his chest, around to circle his neck.
Morgan locked her fingers together, so that she was holding herself as well as him. With her hands around his neck, it drew her body closer to him, and he couldn’t help but hold onto her waist.
For several seconds, he held her like this. There was still a little distance between their bodies, but then he changed that by sliding his hands down toward her ass and then pulled her close. Body to body. He heard her gasp. Carver was hard.
Being close to Morgan, wanting her, not touching, not tasting, not stripping her naked and fucking her, was a challenge. Instead, he held her, had a hard cock, and was so desperate to feel those lips on his. But, he waited. This was about her, not him.
“Now, when you’re ready, you put those lips of yours onto mine, and that is a kiss.”
Rocco rejected his mate. With all the trouble in Poison, he just doesn’t have time to deal with the reclusive woman. He’s not ready to be mated, so the easiest thing for him to do is reject her. Only, the club needed her, as did the pack.
Rose Swift was hurt. She had witnessed what it was like for real mates, but her mate didn’t even want to know her. So, when she’s asked to deal with the mess an insane doctor had created, she intends to steer well away from Rocco. He is not her mate, nor will he ever be. If only it was easier to deny him.
Rocco wants to keep his distance, but the way Rose smells, the way she looks—it’s like she’s a magnet, and he can’t resist.
When one of Dr. Milton’s experiments comes crashing into the pack, there is something different about this one. He’s in control, he’s stable, and above all else, he somehow manages to become good friends with Rose. Rocco convinces himself he’s only sticking around to protect her, but being around her is exactly what the wolf ordered.
Is there any way that Rose can forgive him? He will not turn his back on her again.
Excerpt:
Rose curled up in the armchair, and the small glow from the lamp cast enough light for her to read. It was dark outside, and she knew it was about time she went to bed. She was exhausted and couldn’t help but wonder if she was going to get a call to come and clean up messes.
Graham was not an unusual case, at least not to her. The guys had been happy with the progress with other humans, and she’d left for the day, only to be called back hours later when it had taken a sudden turn. It was one of the reasons she tried not to get close to anyone. Graham was the first one she had spoken to. He’d looked so calm in that cage, and yet she had known he was trying to keep it together so he wouldn’t lose his shit.
She couldn’t help but feel for him, for all of them.
Rose’s eyes started to close, and only a sudden knock at her door brought her out of her sleep. This had happened a few times, and once again she felt overwhelmed. Had Graham died?
She closed her book, placing it on the coffee table in front of her, bundling up the blanket, and making her way toward the main front door. Pulling it open, she saw Rocco on the front step, but he didn’t look grim. Instead, he carried a bouquet of flowers in his hand.
“Rocco?”
“I’m sorry,” he said.
She opened the door a little wider, and she frowned as she looked at the flowers. They looked wild, as if he had picked them himself, not gone to Chantel, the florist in town.
“What’s going on?”
“The florist was … closed, but what do you expect, it’s late, and I wanted to give you these so I could apologize. I don’t know what flowers you liked, but then I saw the wildflowers growing in your garden, I put two and two together, and you know, figured you might like that.”
“What are you doing?” she asked.
He held out the flowers but she didn’t take them.
Rose needed answers.
“I … I shouldn’t have spoken to you that way today. I’m sorry. I’m just … I’m so fed up with this shit, you know. It’s hard. They all come, and when they find us and we understand what is going on with them, it’s like we’re their miracle cure, only we’re the furthest from that.” He released a breath. “And then we have to see it through until the end, and that’s hard.”
She looked at him and the flowers. Part of her knew she should tell him to get lost, but she didn’t want to in that moment. Instead, she reached out and took them. “Thank you.”
“I have no idea what I’m doing,” Rocco said.
“And?”
“Would you like to go to the Poison Bar?” Rocco asked.
Rose frowned. “Are you asking me out on a date?”
“Yes.”
This time she lowered the flowers, focusing her attention on him. “What is going on?”
“I want us to go out, get a drink, talk.”
“What happened to neither of us telling anyone that we’re, you know, mates?” she asked.
Rocco gripped the back of his neck, and his face scrunched up. “Yeah, I, ugh, I don’t know what to say about that.”
This time Rose was amazed and couldn’t help but laugh. “Wow, so, we both come to the realization that we’re mates and our wolves want to connect, and that means we’re mated. You freak out and tell me in no uncertain terms will you ever settle down with one woman, or one wolf, that I am not enough for you, that you are embarrassed to even be mated to me because I’m a little reclusive for you. To make matters worse, you come to me with all the crap that is going on with this Milton doctor and his little experiment, to clean up your mess, and now you want to go on a date, and your only answer is you don’t know what you’re doing or what to say about it?” Rose was truly amazed.
“Okay, now that you say it like that, it sounds really bad.”
“I say it exactly how it sounds. Wow, you don’t see it, do you?”
“I do see it, and yes, it sounds bad, and there is no way I’m getting away from it, and I totally get that. I’ve not been the best … person in all of this, and I am truly sorry.”
Molly Embers is desperate. She wants to raise money for the local school and library with a bachelor auction, but there is only one problem, no one wants to buy the eligible men available. She knows there is one man who all the women want, Nate Sinclair.
Nate does not want to be sold on any kind of date, but for Molly, he will make an exception. He’ll be on the cutting block, providing she agrees to date him.
It’s one date, how could anything possibly go wrong?
Molly’s had some horrible dates, but the one with Nate it was mortifying. He knows her secret, and now, he knows that she’s also a virgin.
Nate intends to play out every single one of her fantasies. But, his reputation is not a good one. Will Molly be able to believe him when another woman tries to make a play for him?
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