Holly S. Roberts

USA TODAY Bestselling Author Holly S Roberts likes to gloss over her exciting past as a homicide detective and make you think she sits at a computer all day writing. Nothing could be farther from the truth. You’ll find Holly in the mountains on a long hike or at the gym pounding barbells with the boys. She’s a health coach and nutritionist as well as being vegan and proving muscles come from hard work and plant-based foods. When the weather’s too cold for outdoor play, she sneaks into her dark cave and writes until her fingers ache. She’s also followed around by a hundred-pound Rottweiler with anxiety issues and constant need for affection. Each finished chapter gets a dog lick when Holly stays on course.   

Club El Diablo: THE kinky place of sin and the ultimate den of inequity where the rich and famous come to play. Fantasies come true and dominant men meet their match. Enter at your own risk!  


Club el Diablo

I looked up from my computer screen when Danny walked through the office door.


"Ms. Winters, there's someone here to see you who doesn't have an appointment." It was obvious he spoke for the benefit of the person waiting to see me. 


Danny then closed the door behind him, which was as surprising as the clipped, "Ms. Winters," when he normally called me Machala. I watched my assistant closely. "Do you have any intention of informing me who it is?"


He gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Luke Isaak."


What the hell? I did everything I could to keep the shock from my face, but, as usual, Danny saw through it.


"I'd be happy to show him out, or call security, or kick his ass. Your call, Machala." The gleam in his eyes was pure evil.


Chapter 179: Machala