Synopsis
When twenty-three year old Tala Velsik appears in a last
minute performance art piece, she has no idea that public nudity will be the
least of her worries. Wearing nothing but silver paint and a pair of antlers,
her body is bared to hundreds of eyes, but one penetrating stare simmers
through the others, Adrian Caro.
Adrian Caro is one of the world’s most famous directors and
photographers, but with striking features and a body made for sin, most would
guess he belonged in front of the camera.
Of course, the last thing Tala needs is romance, even with a
walking Adonis. Mounting bills, a dead end job and a set of childhood memories
most therapists would pale at; love is low on her list. Assuming, of course,
her new admirer allows her to have a say in the matter.
Shocked yet thrilled by Adrian’s passionate domination, Tala
can’t help but feel she’s standing on quicksand. For all his wealth, fame and
talent, Adrian is tormented by his own demons; hiding secrets big enough to
destroy them both.
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Excerpt
“No, Monique, we are going to Sacred Coeur tomorrow,” Sergio
said.
She pouted, but
Sophie walked over and hugged her, kissing her cheek. A pang went through my
chest at the love and comfort between these two women. It scraped against a
deep longing in me to have a similar connection with my mother. I stroked the
knife wound on my forearm, remembering that it had been earned one of the times
I had trusted in and tried for that kind of comfort.
“Tala? Tala? Someone give Tala a hug, I think she could use
one right now,” Fatou said.
I blinked at her. “What? Huh?”
“You were staring, and you looked sad,” Fatou observed.
My cheeks warmed. “I was just lost in thought. I don’t need
a hug.” My tone was harsher than I meant, and Fatou bristled. I immediately
felt guilty.
“Sorry. I didn’t mean—” I tried to recover.
“Nothing’s wrong with getting a hug,” Fatou smiled, seeming
to have already forgotten my tone. She came around the counter and wrapped her
arms around me as I chewed my cheek to stop from crying.
What is wrong with me?
Adrian took over from there, kissing my face and cheeks with
soft assurances.
About the Author
Amélie S. Duncan writes contemporary, erotic romances with a
dark edge. Her inspiration comes from many sources including her life
experiences and travels. She lives on the West Coast of the United States with
her husband.
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