Author: Sloan Storm
Cover Design: Coverlüv
BELIEVE IT’S TRUE.
Sweet, isn’t he?
Falling in love isn’t in his DNA. With piercing blue eyes and a hard body to
match, he goes through women like candy.
Griff needs a Mrs. Right Now, and he’s convinced I’m the perfect actress.
zeroes on a check with my name on it to help make up my mind.
Except the way his lips feel on mine.
Except the way his touch sets my body ablaze.
Except the way my soul aches when he looks into my eyes.
But if I’ve got the upper hand, why does it feel like he’s in control?
What happens to my heart when it’s over?
of fucking game was he trying to play? I made a complete fool out of myself,
then he tried to turn it around on me! No one was going to treat me like this, especially not him.
room, I raced toward the closet, grabbed my bag, and dragged it out. Fuck this place!
chimed in. No, no! Wait! What are you
doing? The money!
don’t care about the money!” I yelped, clutching my fingers into fists.
“Don’t you understand? I care about him!” Oh shit. No. No.
presence in the doorway. “What did you say?”
away from me.” I spun in place, biting my lip and sputtering hate.
“I’m leaving. You can’t stop me.”
listen. Of course. I mean, why start
right toward me, Griff continued, “You said you cared about me. Don’t try
and deny it.”
kidding. You ass. “Of course, I
do! Jesus! Do you know how many men I’ve offered my virginity to? Do you? Take
a wild guess.”
didn’t respond. What could he say? He already knew the answer.
in the chest. “Just one. Guess how that went over?”
nostrils flared. His eyes narrowed. I was pissing him off. Well. Good! Now he knew how I felt!
I snarled, edging past him.
handle of my suitcase rip free from my hand. By the time I turned to look and
see what happened, he’d swept me up me in his arms, racing for the bed.
me down!” I floated in his embrace until he slammed me with a thump,
pinning me beneath him. Struggle was useless, but I gave it everything I had,
jerking from side-to-side until the instant his lips found mine.
from his kiss ripped through my body like wildfire, reigniting the embers he
left smoldering inside of me with his refusal. Griff’s pelvis pressed into me,
the impossible hardness between his legs threatened to reawaken my lust into an
inferno until my wits returned.
I gasped, breaking my mouth free. My palms went flat, shoving against his
torso. “Get off of me!”
gave me the answer. Never. Griff
ignored my pleas and gripped harder, making me feel he’d crush me into dust if
I uttered another word. Reaching up, I clawed and scratched, digging my nails
into the steel of his thick chest. But my rage only stoked him, and he groaned,
his mouth invading mine again, filling it with his tongue. My resistance turned
to vapor, whisps of hate floating away from me while Griff took what he wanted.
pulled away. I looked at him, my vision glassy from the struggle, each of us
fighting for a breath.
can’t.” I exhaled. “It’s a mistake.”
his lips and sank his pelvis deeper, driving it hard between my legs. I stifled
right,” he hummed, reaching for one of my tits, cupping it in his grasp. Uhhh. My eyes rolled back in my head,
his touch had me on the verge of blackout.
the biggest mistake of all,” he warned. “No turning back. No way
answer my brain couldn’t. I don’t want
one. Don’t give me one. If you do, I might take it.
Griff moved over me, a shadow threatening the last shreds of my chastity. With
my legs spread and my innocence at risk, I inched my mouth toward his lips when
he whispered his final threat.
the women who challenge them. As such, power plays and passion are the heart of
each and every story.
strikes, but the essence of all tales told wind up back at the same place…
the polarizing difference between the sexes.
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