Paris with the Billionaire
When I win a contest to spend a week in one of Paris’ most luxurious hotels, I leap at the opportunity. It will be the perfect place to work on my novel.
What I don’t expect is the hotel’s owner, billionaire silver fox Forrest Ford, to be waiting for me in my room. There’s been a mix-up. He didn’t know I was coming.
I offer to move, but he demands that I stay… with him. I can’t deny how tempting it is. He’s six foot six with hair the color of iron, his eyes are dreamy blue, and his body is so muscular just looking at him in his fashionable suits drives me crazy.
But I know I have to ignore these desires. There’s no way this forty-two year old billionaire would be interested in a twenty year old virgin… who’s nerdy, curvy, and shy to boot.
But then Forrest reveals something to me that rocks my world. He lays claim to me in the most possessive way a man can. “I own you,” he tells me in his intense voice. “You belong to me now.”
Just as I’m trying to come to terms with this, someone from my past comes back to haunt me. Zack Sykes has mob connections and, even if Forrest says he can protect me, I’m not so sure we’re going to get out of this in one piece.
What started as a dream could all too easily become a nightmare.
I can only be sure of one thing.
My life will never be the same after being in Paris with the billionaire.
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