D is like a forbidden fruit, and I’m aching for a taste.

The last thing I expected on a quick trip to Greece was to be seduced by Adonis reincarnate.

But the desire to let down my guard for once was too strong to deny.

After one night of unbridled passion, I left his bed, resigned to the fact that I’ll never see him again.

I didn’t count on my dreams haunting me … consuming me. Causing me the kind of agony only his touch could alleviate.

And I sure as hell didn’t expect my carnal one-night-stand to be my new, pompous, unapproachable boss.

With Carley, I want it all.

Waking up alone after the single best night of my life hurt me in a way I never expected it would.

One taste of her was all I needed to know that I was hooked for life.

For an entire month I searched for her, only to find her in a skin-tight pencil skirt that made me want to bend her over my desk and remind her of what she walked away from.

I didn’t count on the battle we would fight … the obstacles that would hinder our path to love.

But I knew we could overcome everything thrown our way.

Even with the odds stacked against us and our very survival at stake.

The Bigwig

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age gap

alcohol

alpha hero

angst

anxiety

assault

attempted murder

billionaire

blood

bully turned nice guy

damsel/dude in distress

disguise

divorce

enemies to lovers

false imprisonment

forbidden love

hospitalization

if i can't have you

nobody will

injury

insta love

kidnapping

mistaken identity

office romance

physical abuse

profanity

protector

second chance

secret boss

sexual abuse

sexual harassment

sexually explicit scenes

skeletons

stalking

the one that got away

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“True,” I answer. And then, before I chicken out, I throw in, “What does théamean?”

The finger that was just tracing his chiseled jawline stops abruptly. I’ve caught him off guard. I watch his eyes as he contemplates whether to tell me or not. It’s either really bad or really good, but I get the feeling he isn’t going to translate it for me.

“I’ll tell you later. After dinner … maybe.” He puts on that smirk that causes the butterflies in my stomach to flit around in a frenzy.

Our eyes continue to communicate as we each take another sip of our wine. A silence falls between us, but it’s not awkward. Far from it. It’s full of unspoken desires and promises. Whether from the wine, the atmosphere, or Saylor’s words ringing in my ears to let go and have fun, I swing my foot out until it connects with the expensive fabric of his custom-tailored suit underneath the table. The moment I find his leg, his eyes light up like a kid in a candy shop.

I don’t know what I expected to happen next, but what came spilling out of his mouth wasn’t it.

“Gianna, I didn’t have any expectations for this evening. Hopes, yes,” he smirks, but his expression is more serious than light. “But I’m only going to say this once.”

Now with a serious tone to match, he has my full attention.

“I’ve thought up over a dozen different ways to fuck you since the first moment I laid eyes on you. On the chaise lounge in your cabana, over the bar down by the beach. Most recently, bent over the arm of the sofa in the lobby when you showed up in that negligee you call a dress and those fuck-me shoes.”

My eyes widen, and I’m struggling desperately to swallow, but I can’t. I freeze in my spot, and before I have a chance to let my leg fall back to the ground, Nick reaches under the table and grabs a hold of my ankle. Running his thumbnail from my instep to the arch of my foot sends powerful shockwaves through my stomach. My eyes close of their own volition, and I relax into my seat.

“Currently, I’m debating whether or not to lay you down on this tabletop and indulge in my dessert before my dinner.”

My eyes shoot open again, and just like that, it’s as though Niagara Falls found a new home … between my legs.

“If you’re giving me the green light to act out any or all of my various fantasies with you this evening, then I suggest you hold off on the advances until after the main course. We’re going to need to gather as much energy as possible for what I have planned.

The Bigwig

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