Jayne King lived in a world of
players. She’d been groomed by her father to win, taking no prisoners in her
quest to reach the top.
But, it was never enough. She
wanted out, and just when she finds her escape, she’s pulled back into the
underground crime world of Las Vegas. One phone call spins her life out of
control, and she once again has to live her life behind a mask of lies.
Her body is for sale, but her
heart is off limits.
Flynn Maguire, professional
gambler and notorious ladies’ man, always wins. Always. As the heir to the
Maguire Grand Hotel and Casino fortune, he’s always had his desires delivered
on a silver platter. When he crosses paths with Jayne King, he will stop at
nothing to have her.
Nothing has ever stood between
him and what he wanted, and there wasn’t an amount of money he wouldn’t pay to
own her. He realizes too late, that money can’t buy her heart, and he finds
himself in a place he never thought he’d be. Out of luck.
BUY THE BOOK!!!
EXCERPT:
His
hands were strong, smooth, and his fingers gave the perfect amount of pressure
on the arches of my feet. It felt amazing, and I couldn’t remember the last
time a man had touched my feet, if ever.
His
eyes were bright as he stared at me. He never missed a beat, rubbing and
probing my feet like a professional. I was mesmerized, once again, lost in his
eyes like a tamed lion.
“So,
tell me, Miss King, do you enjoy being a tease?”
I
couldn’t help it, I laughed. “I think you have it all wrong, Mr. Maguire. I
only tease if I’m paid to tease. Otherwise, I always deliver.”
He
hummed. “Yes, I guess you do. Up.”
He
threw my legs off his lap and I scrambled to get up. It was no easy task, being
that we were in a limo and all.
“Where
do you want me?” I asked. My voice cracked. The look in his eyes told a
thousand stories, and I wanted to read them all. I needed to know what he was
thinking.
My
confidence was failing. Miserably. He left me frustrated and confused. I had to
get myself together and take control.
“Everywhere.”
About the Author:
Jami Denise is a romance writer from Southern
California. While she waits for the next felon to come along and sweep her off
her feet, she writes about swoony bad boys and sassy gals that make them
squirm. She also loves cats, cars, cupcake flavored lip balm, and cherry
limeade.
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