Kinsley Wright didn't come from money, but her friendship with Mafia princess, Adriana Romano, flung her into a lavish world that was luxurious and intimidating all wrapped into one. When she gains the attention of wealthy mafia bad boys, Dane Moretti and Tyson Santoro, her world is knocked off it's axis and seems to stop turning all together. As her feelings grow for both deliciously dangerous men, Kinsley feels forced to choose between them, but what if she doesn't have to? What if they are ready and willing to share her...to make her theirs?

"You seem to have forgotten who I am," he whispered, caging me in with his arms once again. His stubbled face scratched my cheek as he inched closer with every word. "So I'm here to remind you what happens when you mess with the devil." "Fuck you," I breathed, ignoring my throbbing core. "Strip." ~ 24- year old Anastazi Faye was appointed CEO of Faye Industries due to her father's tragic death last year. Little did she know that the company was having financial issues that caused Faye Industries to be bought out by her rival company, Creed Industries. 26- year old playboy billionaire Nathaniel Creed, the proud CEO of Creed Industries is an evil, narcissistic asshole who thinks the world revolves around him. When his company has to buy out Faye Industries, he is left with the companies mess to clean up along with their baggage. Anastazi has now gone from CEO of her own company to working for the most egotistical narcissistic billionaire as his secretary. Eventually, when the two grow closer as barriers are broken down, Anastazi begins to see the real him. But when his dark secret is unleashed, will she be able to move past the billionaire's secret, or will the damage be too much to repair? *18+ *Includes mature content, slightly graphic scenes and cursing* Word Count: 160,000+

WARNING: This book is available on GALATEA. If you've started reading it now, or if you've just added it to a reading list, please know that you won't be able to read it on here. ... "Like what you see?" I wanted my voice to be as soft as the fabric of his shirt and my intentions to be as clear as the biceps bulging underneath the sleeves. "Absolutely," he answered calmly. Except for a swift twitch of the right corner of his mouth, not one muscle in his body moved. "Would you like to join me for dinner?" He asked after what I believed was a mental weighing of pros and cons. ... "Like what you see?" I wanted my voice to be as soft as the fabric of his shirt and my intentions to be as clear as the biceps bulging underneath the sleeves. "Absolutely," he answered calmly. Except for a swift twitch of the right corner of his mouth, not one muscle in his body moved. "Would you like to join me for dinner?" He asked after what I believed was a mental weighing of pros and cons. #2 - #grip (August 13th, 2020)