•Mature Content• [DISCLAIMER: This story is intended for a mature audience. Readers' discretion is advised] In the heart of a pulsating nightclub, Veronica shares a scorching encounter with a mysterious stranger. Little did she know that just a month later, their paths would cross again-this time in the halls of her college, but the real shocker lies in the stranger's new role-as the interim principal of her very own college- Alexander Vincent: the catalyst of her desires. And now, he's back to pick up where they left off. Set to fulfil what was left unfinished that night...again and again, and Veronica can either absolutely love or hate the exotic sex rides only Alex can take her to. But, it isn't uncertain that nothing will stop them from doing everything forbidden. "Or should I fuck you right now, on this office desk until you fall unconscious with this pretty, little body of yours covered in my marks?" ~Alexander.

Warning: 18+, strong mature, and sexual content. Sneak peek: "I don't believe in God, Hailey," he murmured, as his firm hands settled on my hips and lifted me from his lap, placing me onto his desk, "But... if I did, I would have thanked him for making you." A soft gasp escaped my lips as his hands slid under my college skirt, his fingers brushing on my pussy over my panties. "Damien, you are my brother..." I managed to whisper amid overwhelming desires. This felt so wrong. He emitted a husky chuckle, leaning closer to my ear, his lips brushing against my earlobe. "Correction-Stepbrother." "But-" Before I could utter a word, his hand swiftly slipped down inside my panties, his fingers landing on my bare, wet heat and just when a moan could escape my lips, his mouth forcefully met mine swallowing the scream of pain as well pleasure when two of his fingers thrust into my pussy just like I'd felt them in my dreams... *** When I was dragged across the country to Los Angeles to live with my mom's new husband and his son, the last thing I expected was for my new brother to be off-limits. Least of all, I never imagined I'd find myself tempted by the forbidden. Damien Black: sinfully attractive, irrefutably irresistible, and seemingly devoid of warmth. Emotions meant nothing to him; girls were mere toys for him to have in bed. And there came my biggest mistake-believing I could be more than just a toy for him...maybe more than just another conquest in his collection. I was his dirty little secret, one that he wouldn't let go of, accept, shatter entirely, or mend. I was his toy; Well....his favorite one.

***** MATURE CONTENT**** WARNING!! RATED R 18+ only This is a short, to the point book. I didn't want a lot of background and details. Just a satisfying quick read He is the definition of sex. Dark features, gauged ears, tattoos, and attitude. He makes my body come alive with just his eyes. I wonder what he could do with his hands.. His name is Devon.. And he's My brother's roommate...

R E C O N S T R U C T I N G "You are coming with me." He states sternly. "I'm not going anywhere until my parents come back." I spit back. He tries to grab me but I back away and slap him. That's when all h*ll broke loose! "Do you know who you just slapped!?!" He yells coming dangerously close to me. I back away and shrug. "Should I care?" He just laughs and grab my arm so that we would be chest to chest. "You just slapped a Mafia boss." WARNING: This book MAY be messed up but I'm trying it out! IN NEED OF EDITING RIGHT NOW!