I’m a billionaire bad ass. A military man who’s given up dreams for family. A loner of sorts. My father built an empire and left it and every bit of the shit that goes with it in my lap when he died. And I’m in desperate need of a personal assistant. Someone who will speak
Tag: Weston Parker
I don’t just put out fires… I start them. Nothing gets my blood moving like an out of control fire. I’ve spent the last few years trying to have that feeling with each woman that I bring to bed. I control the firehouse with a dominance that is required, and the bedroom is no different.
A life of darkness only pays while the sun stays hidden. The shadows of the past follow me no matter where I turn. Mistakes I thought were long dead and gone seem to nip at my heels and tear at my soul. I’m not a good man. Not worthy of redemption. As President of the
I am Doctor Feelgood… Tell me what ails you, baby. I’ll make you feel real good. I didn’t join the medical field because of the women, but it sure as f*ck has become a perk of the job. Now, a new forbidden lust has sparked my interest, but the odds are stacked against me. She’s
She’s saving herself for marriage. Not if I have anything to do with it! I steal bases for a living. Now watch me steal her v-card. I’ll take it all, over and over, and she’ll beg me not to stop. You don’t get in the batting cage with me and expect to leave unscathed. The