No. It couldn't be. Why would she desire him and in that way specifically? He was a beast. He wasn't entirely human. He was going to let her father die in a cell. He mared Aarvas face. He stole Celeste's maidenhead. There were plenty of reasons to hate him. Fear him. To run from him, but..."Tell me to stop. Tell me to go. Right now. I need to hear you say that you don't want me. That you never want to see me again. That I repulse you. That I don't make you as uncomfortable as you do to me. That the damning evidence between your legs is not the same as mine. That you don't find me attractive. That it isn't fear that's keeping you from running for your life. Because you should." He took a shaky breath. "You should run and never come back.”<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> A dark, beastly Lord with rage issues and an overwhelming desire to posses. A galant, fiery man who loves hard and submits easily. And a young woman who finds herself drawn between the two.What will befall Colette Moreau as she bravely ventures to a castle in hopes of rescuing her father? What sort of fears and temptations lie inside the black gates? Whose claws will drag against her sanity and what sorts of desires will push her over the edge? It's not everyday your faced with choosing between a simple life with a simple love or a tragic death lead by a fiery passion. Unfamiliarity. Fear. Lust. Goodbyes. Hope. Happiness. Love. Deceit. Death. Choice. Colette Moreau finds herself face to face with all of these.What will she discover? What will she chose? Who will she choose?

She needs to be in control.Jean Lola Marquis knows her role. Her responsibility as don over the Marquis Mafia isn’t fresh news. Since the murder of her father Roy Marquis, she and her heartbroken mother Linda Marquis, are dead set on finding the assassin who ended the great and untouchable Roy Marquis. Their only lead is a pizza delivery guy, who is just as dumbfounded when he meets Jean sitting behind her black throne. The pizza delivery guy is Mathew Bolero. A 21 year old graphic design student with a clean record and beat up, dusty-blue and white, 97’ f-250.Jean wants to dismiss the poor boy, who unintentionally gets himself mixed into a mafias boss shindig, but finds it hard to put a bullet between those baby brown eyes.Mathew is shitting his pants looking towards his death. No matter how beautiful it looked covered head to toe in red. Jean decides to detain the pizza delivery guy, only to question him and gather any desirable info she could squirm out of him. If not for their desperation in solving her fathers cold blooded murder, then because she couldn’t quite let go of the handsome man trying not to shit himself in front of her.What begins as a normal interrogation, real threats and physical manipulation soon turns into a steamy and confusing ordeal neither of them were prepared to experience.Mathews gentle and coaxing nature has Jean, a woman use to control and getting what she wants- finds herself coming undone in the arms of the potential suspect involved in the case of her fathers murder.Is Mathew innocent or is the growing passionate relationship between him and Jean a distraction from an even greater threat? While Jean looses control in the bed, the mafia looses trust in her. Sex. Truth. Lies. Murder. Who’s who and which truth is the real lie?