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

Holy hell. What was even going on? Was the Devil touching me?


My eyes darted around nervously, waiting for Mr. Royce to come out of the woodwork to scream at me or fire me.


There was zero tolerance for fraternizing with customers, and I was pretty sure that involved touching them. Even if he was the one who reached for me.


But I couldn’t move. I was frozen in place. Finally, I managed to lift my gaze to his, and holy hotness, the result was a flood between my legs.


His eyes glittered in the dim light like shards of obsidian. I had to admit he was pretty damn spectacular.


Beautiful and dark. Like a fallen angel. Maybe he was Lucifer himself.


That he kept staring at me was incomprehensible. I had to wonder if I’d done something wrong, offended him somehow. There was no way a man who looked like that would gaze at me so intently unless I’d done something wrong.


Chapter NINE