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During a work trip with her dashing boss, Luna fulfils one of her darkest fantasies by sleeping with him. She has had a crush on the Werewolf for a long time, but everybody knows he isn't looking for a relationship. She thought, naively, that he would be different with her, but the only thing different about her is that he does not even remember her name the next time they see each other in the office.
Luna is a capable woman who has overcome countless adversities to get where she is. She can get over this- get over him, too.
It is, however, much more challenging to overcome the fact that their one night of passion had resulted in long term consequences.
"I can't get you pregnant, my ass," she sneers at the pregnancy tests scattered on her bathroom floor.
With nowhere else to turn, she decides to marry her best friend, only to have the same man who had rejected her so callously interrupt the wedding and steal her away.
She thought she loved him and this will be the happily ever after that she wanted all along, but she couldn't have been more wrong.
~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~
"You are not just another statistic," he says.
She isn't gullible enough to believe that she's special in any way. "I know how you are, Mr. Terrador. You just had an infuriating business meeting and you're looking for someone to take the frustration out on."
"No such thing," he says, but there's a curve to his lips that indicates that he's amused by her observation and she isn't too far off.
"You don't even know my name, do you?" she asks. She should be insulted. She had been with him the entire day, running his errands and getting everything he needed.
"Of course I know who you are," he says and then pauses when he realizes she isn't wearing the company issued name tag.
She grins. "Luna," she says, throwing him a bone.
"Beautiful name," he says.
She rolls her eyes. "For someone who's supposed to be really good at this, you are spectacularly terrible, sir."
"I am very good in bed," he corrects suavely. "The small talk, not so much."
"That's a prerequisite," she argues. "Surely they don't just jump into bed with you without making you do the wooing first?"
"Normally a gift would be enough," he says, close enough to touch.
"Oh? Did you get something for me?" she asks, feeling brave.
"What can I get for you that would improve my chances with you?" he asks and places his hands on her hips. He lifts her up and then settles into a couch with her in his lap.
"Oh, I don't know," she laughs, enjoying this more than she should.
"Why don't I surprise you?" he says.
"I don't like surprises," she starts to say, cutting off abruptly when he takes her hands and raises them to his lips and kisses her fingers. Her eyes widen and she swallows, blushing. "Are you even listening to me?" she asks, mortified to hear how shaky and lacking in conviction her own voice sounds. "I'm not someone you can just woo and toss away the next day."
"I'm not going to toss you away the next day," he says with a small smile. "I'll take responsibility."
"You're a liar," she says, but her heart beats faster. Does he say this to all the women he tricks into bed with him? Surely they will be more upset if he had promised them something more and failed to deliver? "I don't believe you," she whispers.
"Let me show you," he says. "You can tell me to stop whenever you want, but you won't be able to resist," he continues.
© 2023 Boruma Publishing, LLC (E-bok): 9798215800690
Utgivningsdatum
E-bok: 7 september 2023
During a work trip with her dashing boss, Luna fulfils one of her darkest fantasies by sleeping with him. She has had a crush on the Werewolf for a long time, but everybody knows he isn't looking for a relationship. She thought, naively, that he would be different with her, but the only thing different about her is that he does not even remember her name the next time they see each other in the office.
Luna is a capable woman who has overcome countless adversities to get where she is. She can get over this- get over him, too.
It is, however, much more challenging to overcome the fact that their one night of passion had resulted in long term consequences.
"I can't get you pregnant, my ass," she sneers at the pregnancy tests scattered on her bathroom floor.
With nowhere else to turn, she decides to marry her best friend, only to have the same man who had rejected her so callously interrupt the wedding and steal her away.
She thought she loved him and this will be the happily ever after that she wanted all along, but she couldn't have been more wrong.
~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~
"You are not just another statistic," he says.
She isn't gullible enough to believe that she's special in any way. "I know how you are, Mr. Terrador. You just had an infuriating business meeting and you're looking for someone to take the frustration out on."
"No such thing," he says, but there's a curve to his lips that indicates that he's amused by her observation and she isn't too far off.
"You don't even know my name, do you?" she asks. She should be insulted. She had been with him the entire day, running his errands and getting everything he needed.
"Of course I know who you are," he says and then pauses when he realizes she isn't wearing the company issued name tag.
She grins. "Luna," she says, throwing him a bone.
"Beautiful name," he says.
She rolls her eyes. "For someone who's supposed to be really good at this, you are spectacularly terrible, sir."
"I am very good in bed," he corrects suavely. "The small talk, not so much."
"That's a prerequisite," she argues. "Surely they don't just jump into bed with you without making you do the wooing first?"
"Normally a gift would be enough," he says, close enough to touch.
"Oh? Did you get something for me?" she asks, feeling brave.
"What can I get for you that would improve my chances with you?" he asks and places his hands on her hips. He lifts her up and then settles into a couch with her in his lap.
"Oh, I don't know," she laughs, enjoying this more than she should.
"Why don't I surprise you?" he says.
"I don't like surprises," she starts to say, cutting off abruptly when he takes her hands and raises them to his lips and kisses her fingers. Her eyes widen and she swallows, blushing. "Are you even listening to me?" she asks, mortified to hear how shaky and lacking in conviction her own voice sounds. "I'm not someone you can just woo and toss away the next day."
"I'm not going to toss you away the next day," he says with a small smile. "I'll take responsibility."
"You're a liar," she says, but her heart beats faster. Does he say this to all the women he tricks into bed with him? Surely they will be more upset if he had promised them something more and failed to deliver? "I don't believe you," she whispers.
"Let me show you," he says. "You can tell me to stop whenever you want, but you won't be able to resist," he continues.
© 2023 Boruma Publishing, LLC (E-bok): 9798215800690
Utgivningsdatum
E-bok: 7 september 2023
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