The Complete Serial! Also includes two exclusive bonus epilogues!
Warning: This is just the start. This doesn’t end well. And it’s going to get much worse before it ever gets better.
I push her buttons. I want to push them in the good way. Dirty, up-against-the-wall, my-hand-in-her-pants kind of way.
But that’s not possible, because I’m dark and she’s light, and we both know it.
So I push her buttons in the bad way, making her hate me.
If a genie granted me three wishes, I’d ask for Cole Parker to never look at me again, that I’d forget the dark promise in his eyes, and that just once, before he vanished from my life completely, that he’d push me up against a wall and make me scream.
Then I’d go wash my mouth out with soap.
This story was originally published in a three-part serial. Those are included, as well as a bonus postscript section at the back with two additional scenes.
This is the complete story of Cole Parker and Hailey Dashford Reid. The Horus Group series will continue…
Nothing seems wrong at four in the morning.
I know what I’m doing when I text Scott.
He knows what I’m doing, too.
That’s why he shows up twenty-three minutes later, freshly showered with a condom in his pocket and a barely dissolved breath mint on his tongue.
I smirk as he looms over me. “You are such a dirty old man.”
“We need to stop doing this.”
“Because you’re twenty and I’m not. Because I want to take you on a f***ing date and you won’t. Because we wind up yelling at each other half the time.”
“But the rest of the time you’re inside me and it feels so good, right?”
His eyes darken and I don’t need to look down to know he’s hard for me.
*** THIS IS A STANDALONE BOOK, CONNECTED TO THE HORUS GROUP SERIES ***
Sound familiar? Welcome to the next story in The Horus Group…
Tabitha Leyton is a mess, but now she’s my mess.
To the rest of the world, she’s a superstar.
Secretly, she’s a witness to depravity and a train wreck waiting to happen.
But I can’t get her out of my head. And for one angry, secret night, we have each other in every imaginable way.
The whole time, I know she’s off-limits.
So in the morning, I’ll walk away. Officially.
Ellie Montague is smart, sensitive, and so gorgeous it hurts to look at her. She’s also an intern in my office. The office of the Prime Minister of Canada.*
That’s me. The PM.
She calls me that because when she calls me Sir, I get hard and she gets flustered, and as long as she’s my intern, I can’t twist my hands in her strawberry-blonde hair and show her what else I’d like her to do with that pretty pink mouth.**
How much I like the PM varies on a daily basis. He’s intense, controlling, and a perfectionist in every way—and he demands the same of his staff.
How much I want him never wavers.
There’s something about him that tugs at me deep inside, and makes me wish that just once he’d cross the line in a late night work session. I’d take that secret to the grave if it meant I got a taste of the barely restrained beast inside him.***
* This is a fictional erotic romance. No prime ministers or interns were harmed in the making of this book.
** Except it’s a BDSM romance, so they were hurt a little.
*** Spoiler alert: she gets more than a taste. And she likes it.
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