This is a standalone book meant for mature
readers.
readers.
Harper Troy, like most students, was working her way through college barely making it by. She hears
about an opening at a well known gentleman’s club, The Guardian, ran by a very well known
Chicago Family, the Tarseta’s. Even though the uniform is very revealing and the other waitresses
are catty bitches, the money is worth it.
Until she meets the youngest Tarseta, Liam. He’s Chicago’s most eligible bachelor and drop dead
gorgeous. She feels an instant attraction. Being a known playboy, Harper fights the attraction and his
advances.
Liam has his eyes on Harper the moment he sees her. Being different and not falling for his charms,
he is determined to break her down. But Harper refuses to be another notch on his bed post.
Just when Liam is breaking down Harper’s barriers, he learns some shocking news that changes
everything. Can he make her see they are meant to be together, or will he lose her forever?
I had just popped the tab of my Diet Coke when the door opens. Like déjà vu, Liam enters the locker
room, except this time I am sitting with my legs crossed and fully clothed.
"I just wanted to make sure you were all right," Liam says in his ridiculously sexy voice. Jesus, what
is with this guy?
"Yes, why wouldn't I be?" I ask, sounding maybe a little harsher than I had planned.
"My father was very rude. I wanted to apologize for his candor," he says, all debonair and
provocatively. "I think my uncle Matty has a huge crush on you." He chuckles.
"He's old enough to be my father," I say bluntly, with a little disgust.
"Ouch! I won't tell him you said that." He winces. "You're really not interested, though?" he asks and
I just shrug.
"Yeah, really."
"It's just that most of the girls who work here would be jumping at the chance to land my Uncle."
Liam just exudes sex in everything he says. I want to yell at him, "You have got to be kidding me,
stop talking and fuck me already!"
I feel my face turn hot at my thoughts and turn my head away from him.
"Well, Mr. Tarseta, I am not like most girls," I say, not looking at his black lust filled eyes.
"I am seeing that."
"What is that supposed to mean?" I shoot back.
"It's that you flirt just enough with patrons, but not enough that you are advertising something is for
sale." He steps further into the room and sits next to me on the bench. He's close, close enough I can
smell his expensive cologne, and holy fuck does he smell good.
My breath hitches and I let out a gasp as I feel the heat radiating between us. "Mr. Tarseta, I'm not for
sale," I say, taking a drink of my Diet Coke, my mouth suddenly very dry.
"Ms. Troy, everything is for sale for the right price," he says low, almost in a whisper. I stand, feeling
the need to put some distance between us.
"That is your opinion, but I assure you that there is no number large enough that can buy me," I tell
him still avoiding those black eyes.
"So you are saying that nothing can buy you, nothing at all." He stands, inching his way closer. I feel
the electric sparks bouncing off of me.
I swallow hard as the smell of him fills my nostrils, I feel him watching the hollow of my neck.
"I am not a possession to be bought, Mr. Tarseta. Besides, why would you want me anyway, you
have tons of girls just itching for you to own them."
"Well, first off..." He lets out one of his low sexy chuckles, "I don't ever remember saying I wanted
you." Ouch, now that hurt. I feel about two feet tall. He stands there cool as a cucumber, while I'm
a hot mess of nerves and lust.
"I didn't mean to insinuate that you did..." I stutter, trying desperately to repair this very embarrassing
moment. I turn to my locker to look for something, anything to distract me. I find my phone and
pretend to read a text, also trying to pretend he is no longer in the room.
"Second, Ms. Troy, if I did want you, I would have you." He leans down close to my ear, so close I
can feel his hot breath. Okay, that's it, I am not a toy for you to play with.
"Well, I guess it's a good thing you don't want me, because I assure you, Mr. Tarseta, you would not
have me if you did," I snap, slamming my locker door. With a huff, I walk around the bench to avoid
having to touch Liam as I exit the locker room. What nerve, what an arrogant asshole.
I loved the concept behind this book! I thought it was great! Some of it seemed a little out there for me but overall I thought it was a good book!
First let me start by saying I love the name Liam!!!! So HOT! The name alone says sexy! That is exactly what Liam Tarseta is.... SEXY. He gets what he wants and constantly has women at his side. That is until Harper Troy starts working at The Guardian. From the first time Liam lays eyes on Harper he is hypnotized by her. Harper knows she will only end up with heartbreak if she engages with Liam. IT is better to keep him at arms distance for as long as possible!
Like any girl would.... Harper feels a jealous streak over Liam. I loved in the locker room area when her claws came out against Bunny. It showed her true feelings towards Liam! It's hard not to love him too when he says things like this:
"The only way I could leave you alone is to never see you again"
AND SWOON!!!!
But, I was thrown by the beginning and ending. I thought the book would have been fantastic without all of that. Although I enjoyed learning about Liam's mom I just felt it didn't flow very well with the story. Especially when Harper decides to go to Italy and go up against the Italian mob king. CRAZY!!! Who does that??? Well, obviously she does but you know what I mean. I guess it just seemed like it could have been a second part to the story instead of thrown in at the end of the book.
I live in Iowa with my amazing,
supportive husband. He is my rock and my king, and treats me like all woman should be treated. (Like a spoiled Queen)
I have two miniature dachshund's that are my babies, and they love to keep me company when I am
writing away on my next WIP.
I'm about to publish my 6th book, and can hardly believe how my life has changed. I'm called an
supportive husband. He is my rock and my king, and treats me like all woman should be treated. (Like a spoiled Queen)
I have two miniature dachshund's that are my babies, and they love to keep me company when I am
writing away on my next WIP.
I'm about to publish my 6th book, and can hardly believe how my life has changed. I'm called an
author, and still can't believe it. I've have met some amazing woman on my journey so far, and have
learned so much. (Sometimes the hard way.) I've been like a sponge soaking up all the information I
can on how the publishing world works. It's been a rollercoaster ride so far with its ups and its
downs.
No matter what, I will never regret anything I've done. You can't succeed if you don't try, and if you
don't try you won't succeed. One of my favorite quotes "If the dream is big enough the facts don't
matter".
Some other info about me, I love my family, friends, wine and anything caffeinated. I also love
No matter what, I will never regret anything I've done. You can't succeed if you don't try, and if you
don't try you won't succeed. One of my favorite quotes "If the dream is big enough the facts don't
matter".
Some other info about me, I love my family, friends, wine and anything caffeinated. I also love
writing HEA. For the same reason I won't watch a movie that I know will make me cry, (with the
exceptionof Steel Magnolias) I will never write a book without a HEA. There might be a few twists
and turns, a cliffhanger or two. But ultimately my stories will leave you feeling warm and fuzzy
inside. For me, reading is entertainment, a way to escape this crazy insane world. If a book leaves me
feeling sad, mad or gut wrenched, it is not for me. There is enough gut-wrenching sadness in this
world, I don't need to read about it too.
I started writing 3 years ago, and have no plans on stopping. So keep your eye on me because with
I started writing 3 years ago, and have no plans on stopping. So keep your eye on me because with
the help of some amazing people and my wonderful fans, this girl is going to be on the New York
Times best selling list someday.
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