The sweeter the revenge, the more bitter the cost.
Ethan Ashford prefers the private playrooms of his exclusive club to the backstabbing elite society into which he was born. But when his billionaire ailing father asks him to attend a gala dinner, he reluctantly agrees. Only to encounter an eerily familiar face that freezes him in his tracks.
He quickly realizes the woman isn’t Joyce, a conniving social climber who almost ruined his family, but her cousin Siena Maynard, a fledgling fashion designer who pings Ethan’s Dom radar from across the ballroom. Even better, her uncanny resemblance to Joyce sparks a plan that will satisfy his hunger for revenge—and his craving to have sweet Siena at his mercy.
Phase one: Dig up every detail about Siena, from her dwindling funds to her brother’s shady connections. Phase two: Back her into a corner with one way out—to accept him as her sole benefactor in exchange for her total submission.
Ethan fully expected to take diabolical pleasure in Siena’s body, tears, and flesh. But he never imagined she’d sink so deeply under his skin that losing her would destroy what’s left of his soul.
Twisted Proposal is a standalone romance in the Central Florida Stories universe. Contains D/s dynamics, intense scenes, and lots of dirty talk.
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Excerpt
Ethan spotted the open bar and made a beeline for it. Taking his reserved seat at the table required liquid nerve from a stiff one, possibly several stiff ones.
The bartender took care of him right away, “What will you have?”
Ethan stuffed a five-dollar bill in the tip glass. “I’ll take a scotch neat and a water chaser. Single malt if you have it.”
“Right away, sir.”
A hand fell on his shoulder. “Always a great tipper.” Ethan would recognize the drawl and the man in a packed room. Ethan turned and smiled. Daniel’s red hair could illuminate the darkest night. He’d let it grow longer, which made the color even brighter.
“Daniel. Glad to see you, cuz.”
“Are we in need of reinforcements?” Chuckling, Daniel slid next to him. He signaled to the bartender. “Vodka tonic. Double vodka, with a splash of tonic, please.”
The bartender acknowledged him with a quick nod.
“More like a whiff of tonic with your vodka,” Ethan said.
“Are you kidding? This is nothing. By the time I join the others, I intend to be properly shit-faced.”
As their beverages were served, Ethan pulled Daniel to the corner of the bar. “Which is your table? I’m sitting with the Browns. They’re not too bad, except for when Lindon dozes off and snores.” He shook his head. “Plus, his daughter is on the hunt for anyone who’ll take her off the spinster’s list.”
“Priscilla? There’s a shy mouse for you. We’ve had a few conversations.” Daniel grinned. “She’s as meek as she is vanilla. Not to mention naïve. If you showed her a pair of cuffs, she’d weep or have a heart attack.”
“I don’t need that vanilla crap. My conscience would kill me if I spoiled her innocence. You know where my head is at and the kind of woman I prefer.”
“Of course I do.” Daniel gulped the rest of his drink. He held the empty glass out to the bartender. “We’re much alike, dear cousin. I’m only surprised you haven’t taken the next step.”
“Full time M/s?” Ethan raised a shoulder. “My requirements are specific. The right submissive hasn’t come along. Speaking of slaves, did you leave Valerie home?”
Daniel jutted his jaw toward the doorway. “Hell, no. There she is. She went to the restroom. Valerie is my dining playmate. She keeps me sane and entertained. I couldn’t handle these stuffy gala events without her.”
Ethan glanced over his shoulder. He’d met Daniel’s stunning partner and slave at Club Nexus. Her strapless ruby-red gown was painted onto her hourglass figure. As she floated past tables and guests, her Celtic torc slave collar gleamed. She wore no jewelry except for her Master’s symbol of ownership. Men and women eyed her, some with desire, others with envy.
His imagination took off. Considering his cousin’s proclivities, Ethan was pretty sure Valerie’s every orifice had been wired and plugged with a remote-control erotic device. It was what he would’ve done. Now he wished he were sitting at their table, watching Valerie squirm, twitch, and keep a straight face while her Master turned on and off her intimate attachments.
“Would you like another?” The bartender’s question distracted his salacious thoughts. It wasn’t easy erasing the image. Valerie’s seductive perfume reached his nostrils. Hell, but the woman screamed sex.
“Sure,” Ethan said, combing his fingers through his hair. “I’ll take another.”
Shit, three drinks would be better.
Daniel clapped his shoulder. “I get it. She’s something else. Temptation on two legs.”
“Hey. I’d never—”
“I know you wouldn’t cross the line. I’m not blind, and the chemistry between you two is obvious. I know my slave. Valerie wouldn’t mind a threesome. She thinks you’re hot.”
“This is so embarrassing. How many drinks have you had?”
“Not enough.” Daniel laughed. “I’m perfectly comfortable sharing her with you. You’re my cousin and an experienced dominant who takes a lady’s pleasure seriously. Valerie is so expressive when she’s stimulated, it’s exciting to watch her. The three of us can salvage an otherwise boring night of business and turn it into hours of fun.” Daniel grasped Valerie’s hand. Pulling her close, he murmured against her cheek. “Do we invite Ethan to our room? What do you think, kitten? How would you like two cocks buried in you tonight? Hmmm?”
Valerie’s blush was soft. Lowering her dark eyelashes, she stared directly at Ethan’s crotch with a half smile. It was a clear display of desire. He was suddenly spellbound and submerged in deep erotic waters. The pull from Daniel and his slave’s seductive foreplay was irresistible.
He’d shared submissives with Daniel before. His cousin enjoyed threesomes. Ethan liked the physical aspect, but playing with and seducing the mind and spirit of a sub were his cousin’s specialty. Daniel knew how to knot up and unravel a submissive’s emotions to the point of wild paroxysm. He could write books about the process, and Ethan had learned much from him. Tonight might be one of those impromptu learning experiences. He’d made no commitments or plans, and an enthusiastic romp with Daniel and Valerie could save his visit to Atlanta.
“You’ve taken my head right out of this boring event,” Ethan said.
“True words.” Daniel arched a ruddy eyebrow, glancing at his crotch. “You’ll need a minute before going to your table. When did you fuck last?”
“You can be so crass.”
“Not crass, honest. So, when?”
“Oh, hell. Two days, maybe more. I don’t keep count.”
Valerie giggled. Frowning, Daniel held her chin. “You think this is funny?”
Her eyes went huge. “No, Master. Please. I didn’t mean…” She made a garbled sound and stiffened. Daniel must have activated the vibrators to full power.
Trying not to laugh at her predicament, Ethan hid his smile under his hand and glanced away toward the ballroom’s entrance.
His mind and heart froze.
The woman under the archway… Her gaze crossed briefly with his. His breath caught. He dropped his arm.
“No. It can’t be!” he exclaimed. His soul filled with blazing hatred. The urge to get close, clutch that pale throat, and squeeze until she went limp and lifeless in his fist overcame all thought. He made a move forward…
“Ah, shit. Stop, Ethan.” Daniel grabbed his arm. “It’s not her. It’s not Joyce!”
The Central Florida Series – Stand-alone reads.
Undeniable
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09XVP13H4
https://books2read.com/b/bz1PBD
Deception
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08B1DGSBSBooks2Read https://books2read.com/u/b6ZxqZ
The Lovely Danielle
https://www.amazon.com/Lovely-Danielle…/dp/B0C1F2FTTB
Twisted Proposal
https://www.amazon.com/Twisted-Proposal…/dp/B0BZK5HM76
https://books2read.com/b/bryR1W
Who Is Victoria Saccenti?
Award-winning and bestselling author Victoria Saccenti writes contemporary romance, paranormal romance, and romantic women’s fiction. Not one for heart and flower stories, she explores the strengths and weaknesses of the human spirit, the twists and turns of intimate interactions, and all possible happy endings.
After thirty years of traveling the world, she has settled in Central Florida, where she splits her busy schedule between family and her active muse at Essence Publishing. However, if she could convince her husband to sell their home, she would pack up her computer and move to Scotland, a land she adores.
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