The English Billionaire's Obsession
Everything he says comes out in this deep, husky English accent, like James Bond in a bad mood, and now he’s obsessed with me.
When I took this internship in London, I never could’ve dreamed of who was behind it. However, when I see the man of my dreams standing in the rain outside my rental, my heart yearns for him. Okay, not just my heart.
He’s over six feet and ripped. He sends my mind to steamy places, and I’m not ashamed to admit it, but I’ve got no experience. Zilch. I’ve never even had a boyfriend.
“That’s how I want you. No experience except for me. You belong to me.”
Thomas Tithing is forty-two and worth billions. He’s obsessed one second and pushing me away the next with heat in his eyes.
Throughout the craziness—the hot and cold treatment—I know he’s the man for me. I feel it in my soul, in his touch and his kiss.
Can Thomas outrun his past? Can he learn to trust, or is the obsession going to fade?
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