She looks like the girl next door—if your neighborhood was laced with danger, louboutins, and late-night cravings that…
The mountain air was thick with summer; woodsmoke curled from Jack’s outdoor firepit, dancing between the trees like…
The morning air was sharp with citrus and damp from early sprinklers. Somewhere outside, the garden was being…
The soft hum of jazz drifted through the penthouse as the sun dipped toward evening. Gold and rose…
“You are not to speak unless spoken to,” she said without looking at him. “Strip.” Elias raised an…