Honestly, this book is my very first bxb book so it sucks. I suggest yall read my 2nd or 3rd one instead of the same series which are much more well liked loll. Trust me😂 "So Anthony, can you explain why is there a fly in my coffee?" I smirked internally as he squirmed under my hard gaze. "I'm s-sorry sir. I'll get my staff to c-change a new cup for you immediately and i-it will be on the house." He stammered out anxiously he quickly shooed the waiter back into the kitchen. "Do you think this will stop me from making a complain?" His eyes widened in fear, his face almost paling. "Please don't, sir!" He pleaded, his voice increasing to a much higher pitch. "So you raise your voice at your customers when you are at fault? " I quirked my eyebrow, pretending to be serious. if it was even possible, he paled even further, seemingly desperate to just solve this issue. "How about this, you give me a kiss and I will let your cafe go. How about that?" His eyes widened...with what, I'm not sure but definitely not with fear. "I-I..." So that ^ is just an inside of what's going to happen. Please read the story to find out what happens in the end. [Book 1 of the Tantalizing Love Series] - A Chocolate Kiss (completed) [Book 2 of the Tantalizing Love Series] - My Pastry Chef (completed) [Book 3 of the Tantalizing Love Series] - Sweet Temptation (completed) Highest rankings : #2 in chocolate #32 in romance #141 in gay #4 in gayromance #8 in gaylove #16 in yaoi #26 in mpreg

"But you can call me master my pretty little angel." Angel is only nineteen years old. He's studying law and is a really good writer. He doesn't drink or smoke. Angel not a really sexually guy... In fact he's still a virgin, but something really soon might change that. Mason, 25 years old, owns his own business and is highly appreciated. Never has he been the one to chase after what or who he wants, he always have them chasing after him. But that all changes when he meets Angel and only God knows what he'll do to get him as his to submissive.

Miguel has a natural air of maturity. His body is a canvas for his latest tattoo, covered with long sleeves and a suit coat by day as he runs an esteemed line of cruise ships out of Port Canaveral. He won't hesitate to bash a metal bar into the side of a person's head if they cross him or anyone he cares about. He also has a dark past that he would rather forget. Miguel does not intend to fall for any woman. Love is a weakness he does not need. Then he meets Kiara - his employee. She is an intelligent, petite woman with long brown hair. She is dedicated to furthering her education all while working two jobs and sending money back home. Kiara has also been betrayed by the man she was going to marry, hurt in the worst way possible. She tries to cut ties with Julian, but it's more difficult than she imagines when he is the son of her father's best friend. Julian follows her from her home town of Miami to Orlando where she attends school. He tries to attack her but she manages to escape. She escapes right into the travel agency where she works and passes out, only to wake up in one of the guest bedrooms in Miguel's home.

Kayla Kavari meets Jack Holland, a handsome doctor, on her way to visit the medical campus that she will call home for the next four years. Jack hasn't had the best luck with women in the past and has become wary of relationships. Will he let the past stand in the way of a possible future with Kayla? ©Copyright 2017

Nicolas wasn't a man that got scared easily, nor intimidated. Not until he met his new boss Mr. Julian Tomas. He screamed pure seduction down to his mysterious grey eyes. Nicolas couldn't let this attraction go anywhere. He needed it to stay professional, but Mr. Tomas has other ideas.

Synn Amato was not a nice man and he never proclaimed to be one. Heading one of the most ruthless crime rings he and his siblings are feared by all that know of them. His sole purpose was to garner the respect and fear of others while expanding his family's empire. He never needed anything else and finding a temporary pussy to wet his dick in was never the problem. One faithful outing with his siblings will change his outlook. He hadn't gone out with the intentions of finding anyone, but that was exactly what happened. It had been a while since Synn had wanted to possess someone in the way he instantly did her. There was only one word he could think of to describe her, Mine. Nyela Everett, wasn't your average woman. She ran her own business along with her best friend who was more of a sister. What they truly did, no one knew, and she liked it that way. It was a night after completing their latest job that she saw him. He screamed danger. He was everything her mother had ever warned her as a teenager about and she was sure she should have stayed away; but danger had always called to her and she had always went head first. She could see that he was used to getting his way, but Nyela was prepared to show him that he had met his match. ~~~ Her hand flew out and she slapped him across the face. She could see the slight surprise in his eyes before those green eyes narrowed at her. The look held within would have been enough to send her running if she were a lesser woman, but she was not scared of him. Synn advanced on her, his hand shooting out to wrap around her neck tightly. Instinctively she went to hit him again, but he caught her hand. When she tried with her other one, he simply blocked it with the arm of the hand he had wrapped around her throat. He was fast in shifting them around and Nyela found herself leaning over his desk, with his grip on the back of her neck. "You'll pay for that." He whispered in her ear.

Kylen Amato was psychotic. It was the only word that could describe it. He enjoyed the feel of taking someone's life and he he didn't need a reason to do it. He didn't give a damn about anything or anybody but his siblings. That changed on a night out with his siblings. It was the first time he had laid eyes on his doll. He wanted to own her, possess her and he was going to do just that. He took what he wanted, no questions asked and she would be no exception. His only word for her was, Mine. Sutton Cross was a technical genius. She graduated college at the age of nineteen and went into business with her best friend, who was more like her sister. She was quiet and shy, finding it hard to talk to and trust people. However, one faithful night after celebrating a completed job, she comes across a young man that roused something inside of her. Making her want to talk to him, trust him. Even if his eyes told her that he was beyond trouble. ~~~ "K-Kylen." Sutton stuttered out as he picked her up and placed her back against the wall. "Sshh, Doll. It's okay." She wanted to believe him, but the last boy she had believed had stripped her of her virtue because he wanted to be able to say he was the one who had done it. Kylen could see the fear in her eyes and for the first time he actually cared how someone outside of his siblings felt. He leaned in and kissed her lips. "I'm not that fuck boy, Sutton." He told her. "I'll be here when you wake up in the morning." He promised her. "I-In t-the morning?" Sutton questioned confused since it was only six in the evening. "The morning." Kylen confirmed with a smirk. "Because Daddy's about to fuck you to sleep." He told her before slowly sliding into her.

[PRIVATE CHAPTERS] [IF YOU HAVE NOT READ CONTROL. READ THAT ONE FIRST!] Chayse glared at him as he sat with that smug smirk on his face. He irked her to no end. The man simply didn't know when to quit. She was starting to think that pissing people off was his preferred pastime. Hell, why wouldn't it have been? He was definitely good at it. If it was an Olympic sport he'd take the gold medal every time. They had been sitting in the heavy silence for a few moments and it was starting to piss Chayse off so she decided to break it. "Do you possess a talent other than pissing people off?" She questioned. She watched as he moved from the spot where he had been leaning against the wall and she knew he was going to do it. Knew he was going to invade her space and make it hard for her to breath, to think straight. Every time he did that her brain went into a state of confusion and her thoughts were utter Chaos. "Of course I do." He stated leaning down, his warm breath ghosted across her neck before he whispered in her ear, "I can make you cum with only my tongue. Would you like a demonstration?" Before she could respond, Nik had hoisted her high. Her ass sitting at the top of his chest. He looked up briefly. Those blue eyes locking with her hazel ones. He gave that smug smile again before lifting her even higher and allowing his head to disappear under her dress. Chayse felt the first slow swipe of his tongue over her panties clad pussy as he moved forward placing her back against the wall. All she could do was throw her head back...and moan.

The Scar on her face....could never match the one on her heart.