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Damon said nothing, but his eyes were hooded and heavy. “Just one kiss, Wendy. Just one. I have to kiss you. It’s all I’ll demand for now, and then he put his arms around her. She stood frozen in the circle of them as his heavy dark gaze followed the line of her throat Without waiting her consent, he swept his mouth over hers. Finally. Her sweetness exploded onto his tongue the moment he licked over her lips. . It was everything she’d dreamt about, their kiss. The taste, the feel, the joy at the sheer fineness of Damon Paige, in all his tall, beautifully built splendor, thrilled her and filled her with exquisite sensations. And for that moment, all the complications of getting involved with Damon melted away as if they’d never existed…. When he raised his head abruptly, she thought it was so he could say something personal and intimate. He didn’t. He stared down at her, and she could see his tortured expression before he closed his eyes briefly and then put her away from him. The look in his eyes was brooding and somber. “I should never have done that.” he said. ---------------------- Wendy Morgan relocates to New York and reunites with Deborah Paige, her best friend from high school, despite the fact that her father disagrees with her decision. But Wendy is tired of letting her father dictate every aspect of her life, especially now that he has arranged for her to marry Jordan Baker, so she is convinced that she has made the right decision by leaving. Soon, Wendy finds herself in the same situation with Damon Paige.... Will she walk away this time? She only has to pretend to be Damon's fiance for a while though.... She could do that. What could possibly go wrong?

"On. Your. Knees." "Do it, Yvette," my tone held finality, but almost sounded like a plea. "Tsk tsk, Knox, my boy. You better watch daddy cum or no deal for you." "Please, Mr. Christopher," Yvette's voice finally broke after the long silence. "Anything but this," "Shhhh…" I peered from my side to see my father position himself between Yvette's legs. "You won't know a better experience after—" "Enough!" I snapped, rising to my feet. "Sit back down, boy," he threatened. I ignored him completely while helping Yvette down from his desk. "I am talking to you, Knox!" He snapped. "This is your only chance to get everything stated in your mother's will." I ignored him. "You just breached a necessary condition in this deal, Knox. Don't tell me you have feelings for this slut—" I slapped him twice as hard as he slapped Yvette earlier before he could finish his sentence. "You won't call her a slut or lay a fucking finger on her ever again," I lowered my voice while my eyes imprinted the seriousness of my words into his. Hell! "You dare to raise your hand at me because of her? I will make you pay heavily for this." I smirked without uttering a word. If only he knew how badly I wanted to devour him right now. "Touch her again, and we'll see who pays dearly for what." *** Yvette Morgan would do anything to save her dying mother. Anything. Knox Luther doesn't do feelings. He does strategy. And Yvette— desperate, is the perfect instrument for burning his father's world to the ground. The arrangement is never supposed to feel like anything until it feels like everything. Whose walls will crack first, and whose will crumble the hardest? WARNING: This book contains explicit scenes and very mature content!