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

I slipped out of bed a couple of hours ago, leaving Destiny asleep while I used the private gym on the penthouse floor.


After my workout, I showered in one of the other bathrooms and donned a pair of joggers before meeting the hotel concierge with double my standing breakfast order. He’d also brought a selection of clothes, shoes, and other items I ordered from the hotel shops for Destiny.


The word filled me with inimitable pride. I rubbed the hollow spot over my heart, wondering at the surge of emotion I was feeling. It had been a very long time since that particular organ got any sort of exercise.


I had no idea, but I liked it. I wanted more of it. More of the new, different, real things I was feeling.


“Good morning, sir.” The concierge interrupted my train of thought, and I frowned at him.


“Yes, but I don’t want anyone coming inside the suite without me present. Is that understood?”


Chapter EIGHTEEN