Novels by Pearl

I hated that I had agreed to this. That I was even dressed up for this was annoying the hell out of me. I'm about to walk into a restaurant to meet some woman I have no interest in at all, just because my dearest father thought me marrying a woman would “fix” me and send the gay in me packing.Tonight is going to be another terrible and uncomfortable one , just like the ones before this.The worst part in all this was, Ethan wasn’t here. Which is also because of me.I had refused him when he reminded me earlier that it was his job to protect me at all time blah blah blah. So I told him this was “a private family arrangement” and not his concern. Truth was, I couldn’t stomach the idea of him standing in the corner, watching me sit across some strange girl, when all I thought about was him.Even with my point which might not be true but reasonable , he still insisted on coming so I told him I'll just go with Aiden Instead. And I did.“Sure you don’t want me to sit at the next table and k

The hotel suite was quiet except for the steady hum of the city outside. Tokyo’s night bled in through the floor to ceiling windows. everything about this place is exactly as it should be seeing as it's a five star hotel meant for the likes of Alex. I meant the kids from money. I let the bathroom door shut behind me, steam clinging to my skin like a second layer. My body really needed the shower to take away the tiredness. My towel was knotted around my waist and my hair was still damp and dripping over my temple, muscles loose from the scalding water I’d just stood under for way too long. But none of it helped. The shower hadn’t washed away the problem, hadn’t burned out the memory of the way Alexander Blackwood kept looking at me with those pretty eyes. Speaking of the devil. Alex was stretched out on the couch of the suite’s living room, his shirt undone halfway, sleeves rolled up, giving me a view of his sexy arms, a glass of whiskey dangling between his fingers. His gaze

The hotel suite was quiet except for the steady hum of the city outside. Tokyo’s night bled in through the floor to ceiling windows. everything about this place is exactly as it should be seeing as it's a five star hotel meant for the likes of Alex. I meant the kids from money.I let the bathroom door shut behind me, steam clinging to my skin like a second layer. My body really needed the shower to take away the tiredness. My towel was knotted around my waist and my hair was still damp and dripping over my temple, muscles loose from the scalding water I’d just stood under for way too long. But none of it helped. The shower hadn’t washed away the problem, hadn’t burned out the memory of the way Alexander Blackwood kept looking at me with those pretty eyes.Speaking of the devil.Alex was stretched out on the couch of the suite’s living room, his shirt undone halfway, sleeves rolled up, giving me a view of his sexy arms, a glass of whiskey dangling between his fingers. His gaze slid laz

The worst part about Ethan Pierce was that he thought he could actually resist me. The thought made me laugh.My father taught me while growing up to take whatever we want by all means necessary untill we get it. The only part of my life he will never accept is me being gay . He once told me that he knows I won't be still just because he told me to so I should fool around untill I get my fill then come back to my senses and marry a woman. If only he knows.Pierce had the nerve to stand two steps behind me at all times, to keep his jaw tight and his eyes hard, to act like I was just another assignment, which I obviously am but won't accept it. He probably thought his professional mask could hide the way his little reactions whenever we touch.Thank God I caught a glimpse of them before he switches back to being all 'I don't feel anything ' mood.What he doesn't know or maybe he did but is refusing to accept it was that every time he tries to push me away, it only made me want him more.

It's been two whole days.That was how long it had been since I stepped into Alexander Blackwood’s office and saw him again. I promised myself I’d treat him like every other assignment, nothing more than a job . I've spent the last two days battling with myself.I haven't been able to get over him, since our little encounter at Dunn's Haven. Which is a little frustrating cause my job does not go well when it's mixed with pleasure,and that said pleasure involves a client. Why did it have to be him of all people, something I keep asking myself since I stepped into that office.It's been two long frustrating days of trying not to think about our bathroom encounter And painfully failing at it .I hated myself for it, the way memories slipped into my head when I least expected it. His hand gripping the back of my neck. The sweet sound he made while I kissed his soft plumb and beautiful lips . The taste of whiskey when his mouth crushed mine. Every damn detail haunted me, refusing to let go

The soft knock on my office door was followed immediately by it swinging open without permission.“Morning, boss,” Aiden drawled, strolling inside with the same irreverence he’d shown me since college.I didn’t even look up from the documents I was signing. “Learn to wait for a response after knocking.”“Good morning, Mr. Blackwood,” came another voice.My head snapped up at once.That voice.Well, well, well. Look who found me.Standing in my office,impossibly, absurdly,was the very man I’d been trying not to think about every damn night for weeks. My hot stranger. Except now he wasn’t a stranger at all.“This is Ethan Pierce,” Aiden said, dropping lazily onto the couch across from me, like he hadn’t just detonated a bomb in my life. “Your new bodyguard.”My insides were doing things I would never have admitted out loud. I was so close to laughing at the universe for its twisted sense of humor.“Mr. Pierce here will make sure you feel safe wherever you are.” Aiden continued with a li