HATING HIM WAS EASY… UNTIL LOVING HIM MADE IT IMPOSSIBLE.
Bastard. Hunk. Billionaire. My life was just fine before he swept me up – hauling me away in those thick, strong, tattooed arms and dragging me off to God knows where.
Now, it’s do what he says, when he says, or else.
I’d run as far my legs would carry me, if only I could. Under the guise of protecting me, he’s locked me away at his opulent estate complete with everything a girl could want – except my freedom.
I mean, sure, it’s almost impossible to resist his bad boy attitude, insane good looks and rock hard… muscles. Even so, I’m determined not to fall under his spell. Unfortunately, my melting panties seem to have ideas of their own.
He’s the most dangerous man I’ve ever met. How could I ever trust someone like him to protect me from anyone – especially himself?
It was supposed to be simple. Just do a favor for a friend – hell, a brother.
Everything went to plan. Well, almost. Once I got my arms around Tempest, nothing would ever be simple again.
Now she’s in danger and there’s no one who can, who could, protect her like me. She talked tough but had a lot to learn about life’s harder edges. The problem is that unless you know what you’re doing, those edges can cut and sometimes, much worse.
Normally, women like her don’t exist in my reality – except for one reason. But keeping her with me has nothing to do with getting her in bed. Combing my hair is harder than finding a warm body to fill that role.
Or at least, that’s how it started…
Now unless I can hear her scream my name for the rest of my life, I’ll never be satisfied.
I won’t settle for anything less.
Defying Dorian is a stand alone romance novel featuring unique lovers and happy endings. No cliffhangers! This is Dorian and Tempest’s story.
An Excerpt from the Book…
I know I should have been thrilled, jumping up and down and clapping my hands together with excitement but I didn’t. In a strange way, I almost felt guilty – guilty for judging him, for not believing him.
The truth was somewhere inside I held a doubt he would actually follow through on letting me go. I didn’t feel like I needed to apologize for thinking that, but before I could even try, he spoke again.
“You are wrong about me. You are wrong about the reason I brought you here. It has nothing to do with wanting to control you, and it never has. The only thing I want to do is protect you and keep you safe, kill again if need be.”
He said it again. Every word he spoke riveted my attention. I didn’t take a single breath.
“The fact that a piece of shit like Todd is dead doesn’t matter to me one bit. That probably sounds callous or harsh or whatever, but I’m not a liar, and I never have been.”
I’d never had anyone tell me that they would be willing to kill for me. Those words stuck in my head. Only his next question snapped me out of it.
“You never responded earlier. Why did you leave your room?”
I didn’t have an answer. His presence disarmed me. Every inch of him pure, unfiltered temptation. I mean, I did have an answer. I thought it was because I wanted to escape, but now, with him only inches away from me, I wasn’t so sure about that reason anymore.
“I’ll just say this…” he began, reaching towards my face and cradling my cheek in his palm, “unless you plan on following through with that little tease you gave me in your bedroom earlier, you need to leave now. This is your only chance. If you stay here even one more second I won’t be responsible for holding back what’s been building inside of me.”
Of course I’d teased him trying to get what I wanted, but hearing those words from his mouth, hearing the truth about the way he felt electrified my entire body. I hadn’t been wrong about the kiss. He’d wanted it every bit as much as I thought he did.
Now he was leaving it up to me.
“I want to fuck you. I want to bury my cock deep inside, farther than I ever have anyone before. What’s it going to be? If it’s no, then there’s the door. If it’s yes, then just know that once I own something it’s mine — forever.”