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An enticing, thrilling, edge-of-your-seat romance that spins with great freshness in an explosive read that satisfies.
The sound of the door closing barely registered in Cassie's mind as she stripped out of her sullied garments. She jumped into the wooden tub, water splashing over the rim. Grabbing the soap, she lathered her hair, consuming a large part of the rinsing water on that task alone. A yelp escaped her when she washed her face and touched the forgotten gash on her temple. The image of Ike's snarling face leaning over her flashed before her eyes, and her stomach knotted in response. She began to wash every inch of her flesh. She scrubbed until she was raw, her skin red, and she panted from her own vio | |  | | Interlude
coming soon....
Always an onlooker...
Erica Chandler has spent the last decade caring for her ailing mother. She gave up school, relationships, a promising career, and anything hinting at independence. When her mother dies, Erica finds her life empty and
purposeless. Still living in the same old apartment that now resembles a sarcophagus, working at the same old, dead-end job, she sees nothing in
her future but gray. Until one day, she spies her building's new super.
Rick is eight years her junior and smoking hot. He also pays her attention. In front of him, Erica doesn't feel invi | |  | | Tempted Fate
A tie to her past becomes Emma's key to her future...if she's prepared to trust her heart.
Emma cleared her throat. "You have something of mine, sir. Something that is very dear to me."
"I can't imagine that I do, Miss Sarris," he said, a sparkle in his eyes.
"You do, sir. It's a silver brooch...William took it from me without my knowledge or consent. He had no right to gamble it away."
"That is something you need to take up with your brother, then."
There was a menacing quality behind his ice-blue gaze. Emma didn't understand the change in him.
"I already have, Mr. Reinhardt. That is why I'm here. I need you to return it to me. I'll pay |
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