Lucian & Lia Book 6: A spicy teaser from the erotic romance story

By Sydney Landon

Then it happened… something beyond comprehension.  His shoulders shook, and for just a moment, I feared I’d made the great Lee Jacks cry with my hurtful comments.  But no—the bastard was actually laughing.  Without thinking, I grabbed the first thing within reach and threw one of his expensive pens at his head.  As if anticipating the move, he plucked it effortlessly out of the air.  “You’re such an asshole,” I hissed, no longer caring that I was committing career suicide.  That was what I wanted.  I thought.  A way out of the mess I’d gotten into.

He raised a brow, twirling the pen in his fingers.  “I always knew you had claws under that calm exterior,” he murmured.

“And I was certain you were a dickhead beneath the whole iceman persona.  Looks as if we were both right, huh, boss?” I smirked.  At that point, I didn’t even know the woman spouting insults at the man she loved anymore.  I’d never been so disrespectful to anyone before in my life, and it was both scary and strangely exhilarating.  I’d opened the gates, and it was hard to stop the flow of catty comments, so I didn’t even try.  I perched on the corner of his desk and began shifting items around on the immaculate surface.  I knew well how much he hated disorder, and I grinned inwardly as his eye twitched slightly at the mess I made.  I was tempted to knock his half-empty cup of coffee over, but I wasn’t quite that brave.  He would’ve probably strangled me for that offense.  “This gangster vibe you’re rocking might turn all the other women on, but I’ve always felt it was a little absurd.  I mean, The Sopranos have already been done to death.  Couldn’t you have come up with something more original?”

He was out of his chair so fast I barely tracked the movement.  I was pulled from his desk and slammed into the hard wall of his chest.  “You have no idea who you’re playing games with, little girl,” he gritted out.  “I could show you a monster so fucking ugly that you’d never be able to close your eyes in the dark again.  Is that what you want?  For me to poison every part of your life until I’ve destroyed you?  Because you’re naïve if you don’t think it would come to that.  You don’t have a goddamned clue what I’ve done without blinking a fucking eye or what I’m capable of doing.”  I expected him to be rough, but when he took my face in his hands, he was gentle as if I was made of glass.  “You’ve been closer to me than anyone other than Pete.  But unlike him, I’ve sheltered you from the real me.  And maybe that was a mistake.”  He ran a finger across my lips, and they parted almost of their own violation.  “You’re a beautiful woman, and I’ve always been attracted to you.  I have no idea where this absurd and inaccurate opinion that you have of yourself came from, but it’s bullshit.  You have no clue how tempted I’ve been to throw caution to the wind and give us both what we want.”

Drowning in the desire in his eyes, I whispered huskily, “Then do it.  Stop trying to protect me.  I’m not who you think I am.”  That last part was as close to a confession as I’d ever been, but he didn’t know that.  He thought I was saying I was some sort of closet bad girl who was up for whatever he unleashed.  Maybe he was right about that, but sadly it didn’t mean that, and I wasn’t brave enough to go any further with my revelations.  I couldn’t live in a world where he hated me. I wasn’t that strong.

He lowered his mouth to mine and kissed me angrily.  He was tempted.  I felt it.

About Lee, the spicy romance

Romantic erotica

My name is Lee Jacks and I’ve lived a life that few could imagine. When you grow up as the son of a crack whore with little more than the clothes on your back most days being accepted by your peers is the last thing you expect. I was always an outcast which was fine by me. It’s what kept my brother and me alive. Survival is something that isn’t taught in public schools, but it damn well should be.

But I’m no longer a gutter rat to be kicked aside like yesterday’s trash. I’m a sought-after member of the Asheville, North Carolina elite and invited to parties given by the upper crust of society.

The one thing I never counted on was falling in love with my assistant Liza. In one of my few selfless acts, I refused to bring her into my corrupt world. When she quits her job, and walks away from me, I soon discover that I never really knew her at all. For she has secrets of her own and one of them could very well be the need to destroy me.

Graphic content warning: This romantic erotica novel contains depictions of violence, sexual abuse and child abuse.

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Sydney Landon

is the New York Times & USA Today best selling author of:  Weekends Required, Not Planning on You, Fall For Me, Fighting For You, Betting on You, No Denying You, Always Loving You, Pierced and Fractured.  Sydney is currently working on the next book in the Danvers’ Series as well as the Pierced Series.

When she isn’t writing romantic erotica or romance, Sydney enjoys reading, swimming and the beach.

She lives with her family in Greenville, South Carolina.

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