The cabin was quiet again, the evening sun casting long golden rays through the tall pine trees. Jack…
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…
June isn’t just for rainbows. It’s for reign. And no one struts through Pride Month quite like Tiffany…