Jasmine is jobless and down to her last dollar, living in squalor with only a mean cat to keep her sane. On the day of an important job interview she's spotted by Ethan Cole, the smart and handsome billionaire bachelor who tears through assistants as if they're cheap tissues.
He wants her. To be his assistant. To be his submissive.
For six months all Jasmine has to do is be at his beck and call. In the office, in the boardroom... and in the bedroom.
In return, she'll become a millionaire.
They say that every person has a price. Ethan is willing to pay hers. Now she will enter his world of money, bad jokes, broken hearts, dangerous business partners, and sweet white collar power.
The moment she signs that billion dollar contract, she belongs to Ethan Cole. Her body... and her heart!
The Nightingale Submits (The Nightingale Trilogy #1)
Nala's sister is dead. The man who had her killed hides within a sinful, hedonistic refuge that she can't penetrate on her own.
Up and coming billionaire Vincent Lane offers her an in: become his sub and join pharmaceutical giant Xavier Crow's dangerous world of sin, scheming, and a secret circle known only as "The Aviary."
Nala must don the codename Nightingale. Small. Sweet. Beyond determined. Her sister's memory demands nothing less.
But she can't get distracted by Vincent's powerful façade. Not until she discovers what dark and terrible secret he's hiding as well.
Ordered by the Billionaire: A Steamy Billionaire Romance
Part 1 of BOSSED, an INSTAFREEBIE SERIAL!
A call on a Friday evening. My handsome boss, Julian Marcus, wants me in the office.
Something like this has never happened before. I should see it for what it is.
Mr. Marcus wants to seduce me. Me. Alyssa. A twenty-one-year-old woman who has never been touched before.
But he doesn't know that. Nor do I know how to handle a standoffish man like him - in the office, or in the bedroom.
Alyssa was supposed to be a nameless girl in a city full of nobodies.
But I’m the boss. What I want, I get. And if I want her to be my girlfriend, the sweet, untouched woman I mold into my perfect lover?
I get that.
If I order her to give me every part of her, she will. I dare her to disobey.
I don’t think she will.