“This series grips you by the throat and refuses to let go—and you’ll be begging for more the entire time.” — Sierra Simone, USA Today Bestselling Author
"𝑼𝒏𝒛𝒊𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒕."
You married a decent man.
A rock solid, arrogant war hero who knew exactly who he was and what he wanted. He wanted you, and you gave yourself to him.
You are his only desire--the only woman in his orbit--but the intensity of that desire is turning dangerous.
Love may be the death of both of you.
NY Times Bestselling author CD Reiss brings dark intensity to a couple so in love, they'll make the darkest of sacrifices to save each other.
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Excerpt
In the dark, during the fundraising video, she leaned into me,
taking my hand. “What’s going on?”
“Nothing.”
“Caden.” My name was more than a statement. It was a comment on
how well she knew the animal, and how well she loved it.
If eyes could listen, hers did, gazing at me in the darkness.
I couldn’t lie to her for much longer.
The entire invite list was watching the video. The bar was
empty. The hallway lights were dimmed. The kitchen staff moved constantly and
quietly to set up the buffet.
I laced my fingers in hers. She had a gold band we’d gotten
out of expediency. No big sparkling rock. No sign I’d ever courted her properly
before marrying her.
My father always said a man didn’t skip steps if he wanted to
do something once.
I slid my cheek to hers and whispered in her ear, “I want to
destroy you.”
Her hand tightened in mine so tightly I could feel our bones.
Her glands must have fired, because the apples and the perfume melded and
became something so uniquely her my balls ached—but not for simple release. For
something more. An agreement of ownership.
Waiting wasn’t an option.
Pulling her by the hand, I headed for the hallway.
“Caden,” she said when we were away from the event, “slow
down.”
I didn’t. I couldn’t. I pulled her down the carpeted steps to
the lower level, stepping over a velvet rope at the bottom. The lights were out
in the hall. Three doors led to three empty event rooms.
“What’s with you lately?” she asked.
“Are you saying no?”
“I’m asking a question.”
I backed into one of the rooms and pulled her in. It was dark
but for light coming from under the doorways on each side. I walked in deeper,
eyes adjusting quickly enough to avoid the tables and stacks of chairs on
wheeled dollies.
“So am I.” I faced her. “Are you saying no?”
“What are you hoping I’ll say yes to?”
“I’m going to pull that dress up until I can get to these hard
nipples.” I pinched them through the dress and she gasped. “Then I’ll bend you
over one of these tables and fuck you so hard walking’s going to hurt. Are you
saying no?”
“I’m not. But I want to know what’s going on with you.”
“Pull your dress up before I shred it.”
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