C.D. Gorri

These wild billionaire playboys are used to getting their way…

There isn’t much money can’t buy, especially when it comes to pleasure. But can these curvy women tame these billionaire beasts and win their love? Or will their souls be sucked into oblivion by the wanton bliss their bodies crave more and more with every surrender?

Each of our heroes wears a mask on the outside to face the world, but his disguise comes off when he runs into the one female who makes his blood run hot. Need and possessive passion abound in these books, but our heroes know only one way to control their desires.

Will they f*ck the feeling they see as weakness out of their systems, or will their needs only grow more wild with every touch, kiss, and plunge into ecstasy with the object of his affections?

Wild Billionaire Romance

Every morning I worked out at five am. No exceptions. The routine was so deeply ingrained in my mind, I did not need an alarm. So, when I opened my eyes and peered across the rumpled sheets to find Zaika moya gone, I was angry.


Six days had passed since I had secured Sofia for my one month whatever this was. I did not know what to call it. Privately, it was my wild obsession. It was a behavior so unlike my norm, I did not want to share it with anyone. There did not need to be any witnesses to this madness I felt to possess this woman.


I’d ordered Josef and Marat out of this section of the triplex penthouse I owned, forbidding entry to any and all without my express and immediate permission. For the first forty-eight hours, we did not leave the bed. I thought for sure I would be tired of her afterwards, that this obsessive hunger I had to possess her would be filled. But that was not the case. Each day I woke up, I wanted her more than ever.


Chapter SEVEN