Burning Desire

Burning Desire

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English version -Teaser- Ace felt the humor slip inside him as it gave way to anger. There was one thing that could make him seethe and that was lying. Ashley's eyes widened in fear as she saw Ace's eyes turn black. He got up abruptly and strode over to her. His fingers wrapped around her chin, forcing her to look at him. He could taste her fear in the air, but he didn't care. A tear escaped from her eyes as she stared at him in a daze. He licked up the tear with the tip of his tongue while he held her eyes in his gaze. "Now tell me Ashley, why are you trying to sell me bullshit?" he whispered hoarsely.
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When Ivy Lancaster, a young and successful publisher, saves a family farm in an old rundown town, her life is flipped on its axis. Her charity puts her on the radar of the man who runs all of Sin Sity. His gang has had the city on lockdown for years, and he's at the heart of it all. And now, she's been pulled into this life too. One she never expected. The one she'd only read about in books. Alongside him and his bestfriend, she'll have to learn how to survive this new life she's been pulled into. Or go back to the mundane, calm life at her desk. And she's not sure which is worse. **** I know I shouldn't. I know I should be disgusted by the thought of his hands on me. He is a killer. He's psychotic. He's forcing me to be here. And yet, I can't make myself pull away. I can't tell him to stop. Sin's fingers dip lower, playing with the lace barely covering my skin. I throw my head back against his chest, his gun still digging into my back. My eyes catching Arrows again. He hasn't moved. But his fists clench at his sides. And I wonder what it would feel like to have him pressed against my front with Sin at my back. God, what the fuck, Ivy? Why am I letting this happen? "I know you're wet for me, baby girl." Sin murmurs into my ear. "Wet for us." 'Fuck, I'm screwed' I think as Sin's fingers slip under my panties.

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