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Captivating smile 5ft, 6inches tall, a willowy build and gorgeous translucent skin Janice Sketches was a well-known matchmaker that could solve any problem within seconds. She finds matches to those unable to and was very skilled at it. But, she hadn't found her perfect match. Jules Forrest, also known as the devil for being a ruthless CEO. He only engaged in a nightstand and didn't believe true love existed. However, his principle changed when he met the stunning woman that shared his bed after a night at his brother's wedding.
JANICE downed the Scotch with her in one gulp. She hissed, and her eyes brimmed with tears as the liquid burnt her throat.
"Another one, please." She mumbled, shoving the now empty glass towards the bartender.
He eyed her warily as she set the glass in front of him yet again with another dollar bill. This would be her third order this evening if he filled the cup.
He wondered what would have made a young pretty girl like her result in drinking away her pains. He could see she was depressed the instant she had strolled through the door and stalked to where he was. He sensed her feelings even before she had dropped the first bill on the counter.
Also, he couldn't ignore the other eyes burning through him from across the room. The bartender zeroed his gaze on the man not very far from him. He noticed his aloof grey eyes fixated on the girl who was now slightly drunk.
He didn't blame the man for staring at her since she was so gorgeous, even in her drunken state. Even him, he couldn't resist her charm.
"My drink!" Janice snapped whilst scowling at the bartender who seemed to be lost in thought.
Her visions dimmed and she blinked away the haziness at the back of her eyes as she took in his feature.
She noticed how scrawny he was, and his coffee-brown eyes stared back at her as if he was deciding on what to do with the cup she had shoved towards him.
She rolled her eyes as he grimaced.
His brown hands went to scratch the back of his head before he went back to filling the cups in front of him.
She noticed his hands trembling, and he jerked, spilling some of the content in a glass cup beside him on the counter.
He gripped the bottle of scotch and poured, then hesitated whilst gripping the glass in his brown hands.
Janice lifted her winter blue eyes to his brown ones. She cocked a slender brow as she saw him furrowed his brows.
"I'm not drunk," She stated. The moment it slipped out of her mouth, she knew it wasn't true.
Though she could sense whatever was happening in the pub, she was slightly intoxicated from taking two glasses. She knew she was a lightweight and shouldn't be taking a drink as hard as that.
"Just give me the damned, alcohol!" Janice gritted her teeth.
"No. You may injure yourself and I wouldn't want to be the person behind it. You should go sort whatever is bothering you out. Two is enough and no more." The bartender retorted.
He tossed the content he had poured in the shot cup in a trash can beside the counter and handed her back her money.
Janice hissed, then staggered away from the barstool whilst grumbling. "People can't just mind their damn business!"
She stumbled as she didn't notice an empty can that was lying on the floor. Her hands flapped in the air, and she shut her eyes tight so as not to feel the impact when she eventually landed on the floor.
She shivered as a calloused finger rubbed against her bare arm. Despite how rough the hand was, it was warm against her gorgeous translucent skin.
"Hey." Her saviour's voice rasped into her ear.
Janice's heart warmed, and her nostrils flared as she breathed in his manly cologne. Desire burned within her, and she glanced up through her lashes to stare at him.
Beautiful grey orbs bored into hers and she noticed the scowl evident on his angular face. But, she didn't mind as her hands went through his hair and she hoisted her body to his.
He steeled as her lips landed on his but she didn't stop the kiss.
She licked his jaw and sucked his earlobes before going back to his lips.
Her lips coaxed his, and he moaned into her mouth. Janice grinned into the kiss as she managed to incite a response from him.
She felt his hands move to her posterior and he squeezed hard before he slipped it into her shirt to undo her bra. She let out a wanton moan and pushed her body further into his.
Janice ignored the alarm resounding in her head as he began to trail soft wet kisses from her collarbone downwards.
Even if this person was a total stranger, she needed the release to make her feel wanted.
The moment Jules noticed her in the clubhouse he often frequented, he couldn't take his eyes off her.
He became instantly drawn to her and he couldn't help the scowl that stayed on his face as the men were ogling her.
He had waited for the entire night to walk up to her when she was alone. However, what he didn't think would happen was for her to jump into his hands seeking his lips.
He knew she was drunk and he didn't want to take advantage of it but he couldn't help how her soft lips were making him feel.
The softness of her skin, her sweet cupid-bow shaped lips, and warm kiss were beginning to make his mind muddled.
He allowed her to take the lead without initiating anything so as not to overwhelm her.
"Please take me, stranger." Her eyes and body begged him.
He didn't need to be told twice but he wanted an assurance.
"Are you sure about this?"
"Yes," She whispered and clung to him. She began to undo the buttons on his pristine shirt one after the other, but he halted her when she got to the last button.
Swiftly, he unlocked his car and shoved her gently inside. He waited for a few seconds to see if she would change her mind which he knew was unlikely due to the state she was in.
When she didn't, he accepted her demand and took her right there inside his car.
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They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
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For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.