© 2020 by Harlow Layne

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You should never mix business with pleasure… right? 




Meet my brand-new intern, who also happens to be the man at my doorstep for one night of passion. 


He’s drop-dead gorgeous, with bedroom eyes and a body made for sin. I want him, but do I want him bad enough to risk everything, my job included?


Will sparks continue to fly between us in and out of the office, or was it all but one night of passion? 

Secret Admirer

Her love could set me free from the shadows... 


Seeing Coco Becket for the first time, made my heart start beating again. It changed everything.


Before her I had no purpose, no reason to live. 


She was the most beautiful woman I had ever met, I couldn't help but fantasize about kissing her plump lips or having those sky blue eyes staring back at mine, seeing beyond what I truly was. Broken and ashamed. 


My desire for her ran deep, deeper than I expected it too. She was a Goddess and I was simply caught up in her glow, I couldn't say no. Not to her kindness, and not to my need to be near her. 


Coco was the good in life where I was the bad. She became the sun to my never ending darkness. 


When a mysterious situation brings us together,  I discover that I'll do anything to keep her safe. Even if it means risking my own life, to save hers. 


Because before her, love was just a word I'd heard in passing…and now I'll destroy anyone that tries to take her, or that love away from me.

The Model

The moment I heard Ryder’s voice I was a goner. 


As a photographer, I was used to working with beautiful people, but Ryder Williams was the most perfect male specimen that had ever stood before me. I knew without a doubt it would take no time at all for him to be the next big thing... or for him to steal my heart. 


Model and photographer, we shouldn’t cross that line, but there was no stopping the passion we felt. Nothing else mattered. Not the age difference. Not that he was a client. Not even our pasts. 


After my assistant caught us together, he was gone. I tried to put him out of my head, until fate threw him back into my life and my bed. 


Time and time again we’re brought together, should I keep fighting or finally accept what my heart wants?