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

It was the third night in a row we’d wound up at Lux Lounge. Fucking pretentious ass club.


But I needed a date for the stupid awards event, and I was having no luck.


Was there no one in the whole of Las Vegas even remotely interesting?


Every single simpering female who approached me gave off the same desperate vibe I’d been trying to escape.


“The award gala is tomorrow night,” Josef stated, unnecessarily explaining the itinerary to me. “You really need to settle on a date or that Tessa will eat you alive, Marat. She’s a fucking snake, and she’s had her eye on you too long, my friend. You know this already.”


I got the same fucking email he did. But whatever. I’d known him forever, and he was Adrik’s age.


Chapter SIX