Love, Obsession, Torture
Laine MartinForbidden LoveAge GapSteamyDominantFast-Paced PlotFirst-Person POVPossessiveGoodgirlLove-Triangle
I clamped down on my voice, forcing it steady and clinging to anger—the only emotion keeping me upright…keeping me shrewd.
“Call me Jack,” he snapped. “How old do you think I am?”
It’s something I’d like to know.
Before I could counter, Lana appeared, flinging the door wide open.
“Oh.”
Of course.
Jack turned smoothly, charm ably sliding into place with infuriating ease. “Jack McCullen.” He said, extending a hand. “Robin’s boss. You must be Lana.”
She froze, wide-eyed. Mesmerized.
Does he have this effect on every woman?