The scent of espresso and sweat still clung to the sheets when Tyrone rose, slow and deliberate, the…
The atmosphere in Tyrone’s penthouse had shifted. Thick with heat. Heavy with tension. The lights were low. Not…
After landing, Tyrone didn’t go straight to the office or the gym. He went home—to his sleek, masculine…
Traci doesn’t just manage the swing shift—she dominates it. When a late-night meeting turns into a full-blown office kink confession, she takes control and gives her employee a taste of what it really means to work under her.
The private jet touched down on a sleek, snow-dusted runway just outside Stockholm. Tyrone Dominian stepped into the…