LOGINA nymphomaniac temptation. Two brothers obsessively mad with desire. A Parisian rake guilty of wanting to own her. And a mob lord lurking in the shadows, willing to risk everything—for her. Delilah Amor. A siren seductress with innocent looks and a sensual hunger fed by sin. Her sexual allure made these men crave her to the point of ruining themselves for her. From affairs with her married boss over his office desk— to his brother watching and taking his turn after—to elite sexual parties, and letting a ruthless mob king tie her to his bed to awaken pleasures she never knew existed. Delilah was the perfect filthy plaything. But she wasn’t the submissive lamb they believed her to be, because her real target is the wife of the man she had wrapped around her thighs—and Delilah intends to watch her crumble. Family ties begin to shatter as the truth about her identity rises to the surface. And everything takes a deadly turn when they realize they’re merely pawns in the game of someone far more sinister—someone willing to see Delilah destroyed at any cost. When blood is spilled, trust is broken, loyalties are shaken, and obsession turns lethal… Who will tame Delilah?
View MoreThe dress was Alexander McQueen. Jax had specially designed it for me last month, and he’d given it to me after hot sex in his office one night. It pooled at my feet like liquid silk, leaving me in black La Perla lingerie that cost more than most people's rent and hugged my naked curves perfectly.Both men went silent, and utterly transfixed now.I'd been trained for this when I was still with Armani in La Eclair Noir. Learning to use my body as a weapon, as art, and as the ultimate form of control.My hands wrapped around the pole, and I let my body do what it was trained to do. Spinning, arching, swirling. Every muscle was engaged, every movement designed to seduce and captivate and make them forget everything except me.Silver’s cocaine, and Jax’s weed strains made everything sharper. I could feel their desire like heat against my skin, I could hear their breathing change, and quicken.I gripped the pole, wrapping one leg around it and spinning slowly, arching my ass out toward the
Three days had passed since Emilia had her public meltdown and fled to mommy's house with her tail between her legs.Three glorious days of silence from Mrs. High-and-Mighty Romano.And here I was, in my new beautiful Parisian house. The apartment was covered in a stunning cream and gold, with French windows that opened onto a tiny balcony overlooking the street. It was a courtesy of Jax. Istood watching the man himself sprawled across my velvet sofa like he owned the place.Well, technically, he did own it. His name was on the lease. But right now, I possessed Jax Romano in ways his wife never had.And while she was away at Gena’s house, I took charge of him.Jax lounged on the plush cushion, unbothered by his wife’s absence, puffing on a joint as if it were just another Tuesday. The air was thick with the scent of weed and calm.He was celebrating his wife's absence.Everything was falling into place better than I'd even planned.Oh, Jax. You beautiful, oblivious man."More wine?"
But then her eyes swept the studio again, and I saw the humiliation finally hitting her. The realization that she'd just attacked a model in front of dozens of witnesses, threatning her reputation. That she was standing in her husband's workplace with ruined makeup and wild hair, clutching another woman's underwear like an insecure, paranoid woman."Fine," she whispered, smoothening her clothes with her hands to gain some composure.Jax guided her into the office with his hand on her lower back, in a professional and controlled manner. But I could see the fury in the stiff set of his shoulders, and the way his free hand was clenched into a fist.The door closed behind them.For exactly three seconds, the studio remained silent.Then it exploded."Oh my GOD! She’s insane" Brianna burst into fresh sobs. "I didn't do anything! I was just fitting the jacket! Mr Romano was just being encouraging. I wasn't…we never…""Everyone knows you weren't involved," Lionel said, patting her shoulder
I watched the whole thing unfold like I was sitting in the front row of the best show I'd ever seen. It was better than any reality TV drama. Designer-clad Emilia Romano had just lunged at Brianna like a loose, mad woman.This was entertainment. And I hoped Brianna would sue her for assault.Jax moved faster than I'd ever seen him move. His arms wrapped around Emilia's waist from behind, literally lifting her off her feet as Brianna scrambled backward, tripping over a light stand and going down in a tangle of clothing racks and photography setups."Let me GO!" Emilia thrashed in his grip, still struggling to reach Brianna. "I want to RIP HER UGLY EXTENSIONS OUT!""Emilia, STOP!" Jax's voice was strained with effort as he held his writhing wife. "Jesus Christ, stop!"I covered my mouth with my hands, only to press my lips together to keep from smiling too widely. Not yet. I had to maintain the shocked expression everyone else was wearing. I saw Lionel, the studio’s creative designer,






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