Mon Infidèle

Mon Infidèle

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture24 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication dim., août 25, 2019
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Fiction
Romance
Chris Freeman est un homme riche... Important... Au delà de ses 28 ans, il a tout ce qu'il désire... Du moins presque tout... La femme dont il est éperdument amoureux, et ce depuis longtemps est mariée. Il entreprend alors de devenir son amant, pour l'avoir à ses côtés et ce malgré que ça ne lui plaise pas. Dans ce roman, vous retrouverez l'univers du fruit du pêché à travers les yeux de Chris.
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*EXPLICIT LANGUAGE & SEXUAL CONTENT In beautiful Las Vegas, where people come from all over in hopes of getting lucky lives Victoria Muller. Having struggled all her life, she knows luck doesn't come to everyone and hard work is the only way to get what you want. Everything changes when she meets Benji Blair, a womanizing hotelier who's never had to work a day in his life. What happens when Benji meets the only woman he's ever had to work for? Will a cynical Victoria be able to accept that maybe luck can actually exist for her? *** "But I still didn't have the words to say to her that would make this all go away, so I kissed her. I ran to her and grabbed her before she could leave. I took her face into my hands and I kissed her, hard. My mouth crashes onto hers in a searing display of passion and I felt it in every bone in my body. I didn't have the words, so I needed to show her that I wanted her. I wanted all of her so much it hurt. She resisted at first, her anger and frustration wouldn't let her kiss me back. But I held on, my tongue invaded her mouth with a desperate need that only she could cure. And then she gave in. She gave into my longing and need for her. She ran her delicate fingers through my hair as I grabbed fistfuls of hers. We were lost in our moment, no one else mattered around us".

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