Timcarvie

"Kinky, Luke."

"Necessary, babe."

"Why?"

Kissing her on the lips I run my hand down her body and give her a saucy wink and a smirk. "Because I want you to writhe in pleasure. I want you to call my name and no one else's, never again to fuck anyone but me. I want you to think of me every time you get wet, to have myself imprinted in the depths of your mind until you can't live without me, and I want you out of your mind as I fuck you back to reality. I want you, Iris Morris."

*******

Drama and attachments. These were the two things Iris Morris never wanted to occur in her life. 

However, when Lucas Andrews pops up and ruins her interview, both of them unfold in all the wrong ways—like him suddenly filling her small circle of influence. . and her mind!

For Lucas Andrews, getting the Adder magazine to be number one on the bestsellers chart is his top priority, even if it costs him his social and romantic life. 

So when Iris comes as both the perfect magazine editor and the remedy he needs to ward off the girls who keep bugging him, he takes the chance and never lets her go.

But what starts as a way to avoid getting stalked soon turns to lust, and every minute they spend together soon becomes agony because the two begin growing the last thing they thought they would for each other—feelings.

Add a dating deal to the mix and you have the perfect recipe for trouble.

Will the two be able to hold on to themselves and their values, or will their lust win and lead them astray on a path they never imagined they would ever take?

Flip the pages and find out how it will all end.

The billionaire’s sweet editor

"SO, ARE we feeling today?" Dr William takes out his notepad, adjusts his glasses, and looks at me. My fingers tread down the zipper of my purse and I drop my gaze, avoiding eye contact with him.

Why the fuck am I nervous about this?

"Umm, fine I guess," I mumble nervously gripping the zipper. There's a momentary silence between him and me that makes me squirm in my seat with guilt.

"To be honest, I'm very nervous and a bit anxious," I reply honestly this time, still not able to meet his gaze.

He jots something in his little journal whilst I watch. It's annoying because it feels like I'm being scaled and rated as if he's deciding whether I'm worth his treatment or not. What's even more annoying is the fact that I have to undergo his judgment for him to assist me.

"And what exactly is bothering you, Iris?"

Here goes nothing.

Iris: Doctor Williams