Mia Knight

You hit it big writing about our affair, the scandal, being disowned, about our sex life—”
She dropped her hands to declare, “It’s loosely based on us.”
“The virgin scene is position by position our first time.”
She wrapped her hands around her throat because she could feel it closing. “Y-you read…?”
He tapped his fingers on the back of the couch as his mouth curved into a mocking smile. “All four.”
Bile rose. “Some of the scenes are us but…”

“Do your sisters know about your pen name?”
“No.”
“Does anyone know?”
“Less than five people on the planet,” she said through clenched teeth.
“Now six.”
“I hate you

She wasn’t prepared for the hand that wrapped around her throat or the way he pulled up so she was forced to her tiptoes. Her heart careened into her throat as she gripped his massive wrist with both hands.

Still running from me, Jasmine?”

“If you hadn’t run to your father, you’d still be mine

Jamie, please.”
He went rigid against her and lifted his mouth from her skin. Uttering his nickname evoked memories she had buried long ago. No one was allowed to call him by his first name, so she gave him a ludicrous nickname and teased him unmercifully about it. That seemed like a lifetime ago.
“I want to go home,”

Her eyes flicked up and collided with his, a stunning liquid black that had captured her interest from the start. He was racially ambiguous with strong features from Kaia’s Native American background and his German and Danish father. The full beard was new, as was the faintest hint of silver in his hair, even though he hadn’t hit forty. Despite his refined appearance, something about him was still rough around the edges

Roth, stop!”
He bit her. As her mind processed the pain, her shrill scream echoed down the hallway

Their chemistry had been explosive right from the start, but she had been too innocent to know how to combat what was happening between them. He used her curiosity to introduce her to dark, erotic fantasies that no self-respecting Hennessy should have.

“Pretending I don’t exist isn’t going to work.”
The taunt made her whip around, but he was standing closer than she anticipated. She had to stop herself from backing up at the sheer size of him. His size had made her feel feminine, dainty, and protected before, but those days were long gone.