Dashiel Hampton is her enemy.
Layla Tate reminds herself of that fact every morning she goes to class and sees his smug face smirking up at her. From grade school to grad school there hasn’t been a moment they weren’t pitted against each other and she refuses to back down. She hates him from his rock hard abs to his panty-dropping smile.
Revenge will be oh-so-sweet when she’s chosen for the new internship that could make or break her career. Until Dash decides he’s not giving up without a fight.
Layla Tate is going down.
There is nothing that makes Dash Hampton as happy as the look on Layla’s face when she realizes he’s won. He lives to drive her crazy because if he can’t have her beneath him, then he’ll have her any other way he can.
He’ll get her to notice him, even if it means stealing the internship from right beneath her nose. Dash won’t give up–on the internship…or her.
As they vie to see who will come out on top, they’ll have to keep their friends close and their frenemies closer.
I’ve been pretty successful so far—in life that is, not love. Finding a man and falling in love wasn’t at the top of my priority list, not while raising my little brother. But he’s all grown up now, living his own life…and I plan on doing the same.
See, I have a secret—a secret that hides all the naughty little tidbits of my deepest, most explicit sexual experiences and desires.
It’s a world I created, a world where I can be myself around likeminded people, a world where no one knows who I really am. It’s perfect…until a motorcycle riding, tattooed temptation comes crashing into it.
Mace is the man straight out of every fantasy I’ve ever had with his dark hair, broad shoulders and six-pack abs. He’s the perfect bad boy, the perfect distraction…the perfect way to get myself in trouble.
My birthright was stolen from me.
It should’ve been my throne, my crown, but I was banished to a temple when my darkest secret was discovered. Now, I’m forced to live out the rest of my life alone, as nothing more than a forgotten princess.
Until my brother makes a deal with a dragon.
In exchange for peace between our lands, my brother promised Rhysander Blaque a bride. Despite our passion, Rhys is a constant reminder that I will never be more than a bargaining chip for the throne that should rightfully be mine.
I may be bound to the last living dragon, but I refuse to be a prize he can claim. He may own my body, but I will always soar free.
They didn’t come from the same world …
Born rich to a family of mafia royalty, Lucia Marcello was already destined to succeed. She wanted for absolutely nothing, until she met him.
Born poor to parents who never cared, Renzo Zulla was already destined to fail. He has struggled for absolutely everything, but she’ll prove to be his biggest fight yet.
She’s high society from the upscale suburbs.
He’s a drug dealer from New York’s slums.
They just weren’t meant to be … until they were.
What would it take to change a life—an entire perspective? All the things you thought you knew and wanted?
For them, it took thirty-six days.
And the privilege of meeting each other.
They shouldn’t be.
They don’t fit.
Love doesn’t care.
Note: Privilege is book one in a three-book trilogy following the same couple.
Rule #1: Never fall for your client.
Rule #2: Never fall for your client’s fiercely protective, smoking hot sister-in-law.
I’m the kind of guy who believes that everyone deserves the best legal representation money can buy—which just so happens to be me, Lucas Wright. Give me your henpecked, your cuckolded, your irreconcilable differences yearning to break free. And if you’re the bad guy in your marriage, that’s cool, too. Your green is as good as anyone’s.
Tell that to Trinity Jones. It’s my job to destroy her sister—the soon-to-be ex-wife of my a-hole of a client—and Trinity’s “big sis” instincts are dialed up to the max. I admire that. I admire her. But she won’t stop me from representing my client to the best of my ability.
Not even if my chemistry with Trinity is undeniable. Not even if we can’t keep our hands off each other. Not even if she injects life into a heart assumed to be long dead.
Because when faced with a choice between love and duty, the job will always win—or at least that’s what I thought before I met Trinity . . . and suddenly conflict of interest never felt so right.
Seven years ago, I gave my vow to a man.
Except it wasn’t a wedding…
Because Brett Jackson was the epitome of anti-marriage–a dirty-talking tattoo artist with a penchant for booze, bimbos and blue-eyed women.
I was none of those.
Guess that’s why he walks into my new apartment with my not-so-nice roommate on his arm…as her new boyfriend.
But this is not seven years ago. I’m over him; I really am.
So why does it bother me so much when he catches me naked in my new place?
Why does his searing stare at my body stay with me?
Why am I wishing for a repeat and wanting to break the most important vow I’ve ever made?
A vow that will break both me and Brett…and turn the Manhattan life I’ve built for myself upside down.
AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is a full-length, stand alone, best friend’s brother/second chance romance with humor, twists and heat. Enjoy!