THE BARNES AND NOBLE TOP 40 AND AMAZON EROTICA TOP 100 BESTSELLER CONTINUES!
Small town girl Beth Tyrell is in a dream relationship with her handsome billionaire boyfriend, Chris Morton. The sex is stupendous, their burgeoning love a marvel, and it’s all Beth can do to put the brakes upon moving too fast. To make matters more complicated, she has a new job, and her gorgeous new CEO boss may be putting the moves on her.
Then her whole world caves in when Chris’s ex-girlfriend, Selena, emerges from the dead.
Selena is not any ordinary ex-girlfriend. She was the one who emotionally damaged Chris when their teacher-student relationship was busted. And now she rises from her mysterious disappearance eighteen years ago with a sole name on her fevered mind: “Christopher Morton.”
Has Selena come to claim what is hers? And will Beth let Chris go without a fight?
A VIRGIN ENSLAVED 2, a 34,000-word erotic romance novel, is the sequel to A VIRGIN ENSLAVED.
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“Elizabeth Tyrell? Please have a seat.”
“Thank you.”
He composes himself behind the desk.
“Can I get you some coffee?” he says solicitously. “Some mints?”
I suppress a smile. “I’m supposed to be getting you the coffee and mints, sir. That is, if I’m hired.”
“We’ll see about that,” he says with a smile.
I don’t know if it is meant to be flirtatious, and so I quickly hand him my portfolio. He spends some time reading it.
“Interesting. Very interesting.” He doesn’t sound patronizing at all. He looks up, his blue eyes crinkling. “I see you’ve worked for Morton Enterprises.”
“Yes.”
“For a very brief period.” His gaze is knowing. “He has quite a reputation with his PAs, Christopher Morton. Your departure wouldn’t have been something to do with that now, would it?”
I flush. “Actually, sir – ”
“Please call me Boyd.”
“Actually, Mr. Boyd, it does.” I take a deep breath. Might as well come clean. “Mr. Morton and I are . . . dating. That is why I resigned from the company. It was because I didn’t want to compromise my professional ethics.”
Boyd’s pale blue eyes flare open in surprise. “Oh. That’s a new one.” He shakes himself to seemingly recover. “Woah, that caught me like a curveball from left field. Chris Morton is going out with you?”
He says this in the way that one would say ‘Did an alien really land in your backyard?”
I’m a little cheesed off. Why wouldn’t Chris Morton go out with me? I’m not that unattractive. I know I’m not Taylor, Chris’s beautiful ex-fuck buddy, but I don’t exactly have a spare thumb growing out of my nose either.
“Do you have a problem with that, sir?”
“Uh, no. It’s just that Chris Morton has a – ”
“Reputation, I know, but he’s trying to come clean now. And he has been trying for months.” I lick my lips. Why do I sound so defensive on behalf of Chris?
But I am. Chris deserves to have the benefit of the doubt. He has been wonderful for the past six months. He has been the perfect, attentive boyfriend, and I certainly can’t complain about the copious amounts of sex I’m getting.
Boyd’s eyes linger on my face, my lips.
I blush again.
