Published by C.C. Koen on October 13, 2014
Genres: Contemporary Romance, New Adult
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you do to improve your life?
Serena Thomas is faced with a tough decision. Unable to get ahead of debt
and loneliness since her grandmother’s death she finds a new job, placing the
sheltered virgin in an underground escort business. She tells herself it’s just
a temporary life choice, but destiny has a different plan. She meets
a mysterious and gorgeous man, who happens to be her new boss.
Will Serena fit in or will she be left all alone again?
Lincoln (aka: Linc)
Jefferson has an unusual life. He established The Lounge, an exclusive escort
club for very personal reasons. A place where the women say who, when, and what
type of sex they’re willing to have. The escorts possess all the power and the
money. It’s a business Linc guards at all costs. Trying to maintain the secrecy
is a constant challenge and one that’s tested when he enters into a
relationship with Serena. She tempts him unlike any woman, even though he’s
surrounded by beauty on a daily basis. The more time they spend together the
harder it is for him to keep his secrets. Will Serena stand by his side or will
she abandon him?
windows lining the entire exterior wall and was presented with a breathtaking,
unobstructed view of the harbor. Smack dab in the middle, behind an antique
mahogany desk, stood the tallest, most impressive man I’d ever seen. The black
suit he wore matched the surroundings, professional and sleek. The top three
buttons on his white shirt undone, dark sprigs of hair peeked through and
begged for my attention.
head, to chest, to hips and up and down my long legs at least three times,
resting on my ruby-red tiptoes.
exact pace he did, I snapped mental pictures of every God given, Mr. Universe
muscle. A wavy black ponytail, pulled tight at the nape, crested his wide
shoulders and dipped to mid-chest, bringing my journey to a momentary pause. A
taut dress shirt molded to his pecs became an instant favorite and preference I
didn’t know I had. As I gravitated lower, the desk impeded my view, coming to
rest at his waist and a nondescript silver belt buckle. My eyes drifted back
up, wishing I could see more, but his tailored jacket without a hint of lint on
it kept him hidden. Still, from what I could take in, the man had sin engraved
all over him.
realized my earlier assessment of him had been right. My six five in heels,
shrunk to five feet the way he towered over me by several inches. “Linc?” The
wispiness of my voice made me cringe. Way to go, Serena.
around each eye, little wrinkles appeared as he took another long journey over
my body. Knees locked together, I tried hard not to fidget. “I’m Serena.
Mylaynee said my interview was at twelve thirty. I’m a little early. I didn’t
mean to interrupt if you were in the middle of something.” Damn, there I went,
rambling. Yeah, that would have him eating out of my hands.
“You’re a virgin.”