He’s bad. He’s broken. And he likes it rough.
Daniel Collins… hunky single dad… and my neighbor.
Arrogant, bad-mannered, and reclusive.
They call him the Brute.
I should stay away from him… except I can’t.
Not when he reveals his brokenness,
and I glimpse the pain in his eyes.
Not when his touch unravels me,
and the heat between us could set the oceans alight.
But play with fire, and you will get burned.
A fragile heart can easily be broken again.
From international bestselling author SC Daiko comes a super-hot, angsty standalone contemporary romance.
My cottage backs onto woodland, and there’s a path leading through it. Birdsong and the scent of blackberries fills the air. I let Toby off his leash and he immediately starts foraging for anything edible… wild fruit being his favourite snack.
I leave him to it and stride on ahead, knowing he’ll catch up in good time. Soon I come to a glade where the trees have been thinned out. Oh shit, standing in the middle of the clearing is Daniel. He’s bare-chested and dressed in running shorts, doing stretching exercises braced against a fallen tree trunk.
I slow my footsteps, treading quietly on mouldy old leaves, and rake my gaze over him. His thick almost-black hair is dripping sweat; it falls down his face and the back of his solid neck. His beard is unkept and wild-looking. But it’s his powerful body that mesmerises me and I study the tats on his muscular arms, tempted to get closer for a better look. God, he’s beautiful, I suddenly realise. Beautiful but freaking scary at the same time.
I release a slow breath. Stop it, Cat. You shouldn’t be looking at him that way. The man in front of you is a brute. You need to keep your distance from him.
Slowly, my heart pounding against my ribcage, I turn around and prepare to make my way back down the path. Except, Toby comes bounding up and starts to bark.
Daniel freezes on the spot. His eyes crash into mine, and if I was scared before now I’m practically peeing myself. He straightens himself to his full height, still glaring at me, not saying a word.
Toby keeps barking, but he’s also wagging his tail. I grab hold of his collar and fasten the lead. “Sorry to disturb you.” I bite at my lips. “We’ll get out of your way.”
He arches an eyebrow. “So, you weren’t following me?”
“Oh, God, no. We were just going for a walk.”
I’m still staring at his tats, trying to decipher the intricate patterns. He catches my gaze, and I feel my face burning up.
“Get on with your walk, then,” he says through gritted teeth. “Leave me alone.”
My fingernails dig into the palms of my hands. “No need to be bad-mannered.”
He crosses his arms in front of his broad chest and lets out an edgy laugh.
“You are an asshole,” I spin around, “the rudest man I’ve ever met.”
He laughs again and keeps laughing mockingly as I stride off down the pathway, Toby at my heel.
Two Super-hot billionaires for one sassy girl
I’m Sara, a good girl from Wales
Smart, feisty, and a virgin
PA for Blake and Declan
Self-made British billionaires
Joined at the hip but like night and day
One dirty and kinky… a playboy
The other deep, dark and brooding
Both Mr. Wrongs when I’m looking for my Mr. Right
They make me want things I’ve never wanted before
They make me want THEM
And when I discover their deepest secret,
I can’t help thinking…
Maybe two Mr. Wrongs CAN make a right?
“I drop to my knees and place the Nutella on the floor. Concentrating hard, I unzip his fly and curl my fist around the thick base of his cock. I unbutton his pants and pull them down.
He steps out of his boxers and takes off his dress shirt. Fuck, he’s hot. His stomach is tight, his abs clenched. And his cock, his cock! is at full-mast. Veined, thick, and so fucking beautiful.
I pick up the jar and warm it in my hands again until the contents are runny. Then I slip my fingers into it, coating them in the chocolate-hazelnut spread before working them up and down his length. I cup and massage his balls with my other hand.
“Fuck,” he groans, his knees bending.
I can’t wait any longer. I need to taste him. I stick out my tongue and lick up and down. “Mmm…”
‘Keep going,’ he pants.
I’m super excited to reveal the cover of “Their Virgin Brat”, which will release on September 8.