I'm a military man…rough, demanding, and used to being obeyed.
I don't do love. I don't date. I don't have time for either.
But Liberty Connor has me rethinking everything.
One kiss from those sweet lips, and I'm hers.
How do you convince an angel to fall for the devil?
You possess her.
Killian Thorne is my worst nightmare.
Bossy, scarred…and hot as Hades.
He offered me a fortune to help him save vulnerable soldiers.
There's just one problem.
Who's going to save me from him when I fall hard for him and his rough ways?
This gruff older man isn't afraid to play dirty when it comes to his younger curvy woman. To convince her to fall, he'll teach her every wicked trick in the book. If instalove, heat, and over-the-top men make you sweat, get ready to fall for Killian and Liberty in this sweet, steamy romance from Nichole Rose. As always, a sticky sweet and guaranteed HEA are coming your way.
Whoa. I blink when I catch sight of the man sitting across the desk from him. The sun shining in through the windows hits him like a halo, making him look like an avenging angel come down to earth to mete out justice in the name of God. He's…massive. And entirely too handsome. His dark hair is crewcut, his eyes crystalline blue. His features are sharp, masculine. Not even the little lines around his eyes and mouth, the scruff on his jaw, or the wicked scar that bisects his right cheek detract from how gorgeous he is. If anything, they add to the appeal, giving him a dangerous, warrior vibe.
He flicks his gaze in my direction almost dismissively, and then he freezes. His brows climb, something dark flaring in those crystalline depths. I feel his gaze like a touch as it climbs up my body. I grip onto the doorjamb like that's going to keep me from fidgeting as desire shoots through me.
His gaze comes to rest on my breasts, his expression turning almost ravenous. Part of me wants to cross my arms and hide them like I have so many times in the past. He's not the first man to stare blatantly at my boobs. I wear an H cup, making them impossible to miss. But he is the first man to make me wonder what it would feel like for him to play with them or sink his teeth into them.
I've been a big girl my entire life. There aren't a lot of men out there who have shown an interest in me, and none of them ever caught my eye. I've been on two dates in my life, and neither was great. This man seems interested though.
He slowly lifts his gaze to mine, command crackling in his expression. There's something hard in his eyes, some small glint that tells me he's hiding entire volumes behind them. Even from across the room, I can tell he's used to being in charge, to being obeyed. He's king alpha and he knows it.
He practically commands me to look away first, to lower my gaze and accept his rule…but I don't. Seeing that look on his face sends some undiscovered urge soaring through me hot and fast. Challenge. I want to rattle that authority, rattle him. I don't even know why, but something in me demands it.
So I hold his gaze, not backing down.
The man's upper lip twitches into the tiniest of smiles, pulling the scar on his cheek taut. He lifts his chin the slightest bit, silently telling me he knows what I'm doing and why. That he likes it. That little hint of a smile completely changes his carved-from-granite features, eradicating what composure I have. He's gorgeous in the same way a wolf is, fearsome and powerful.
Dom clears his throat and I jump, losing eye contact.
My gaze flies back to the mystery man, but it's too late. He's already won. The dark glint in his eyes tells me that he knows it too.
"Liberty, this is Killian Thorne," Dom says, motioning for me to come in. "Killian, this is Liberty Connor, the software engineer I was telling you about."
"She's hired," Killian says, his gravelly voice a sharp crack of sound. "But she'll be working out of my office for the duration of the project."
Hired? Working out of his office?
I don't care how hot he is, no one but me decides where I work.
"She is standing right here," I tell him, standing up straight and squaring my shoulders. "And she will decide whether or not she wants to work with you and where she'll do that work."