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 supposed the office was just like every other law firm in New York.


Professional. Impersonal. Tidy, but still opulent. Boring, yet intimidating.


I rubbed my sweaty hands on my slacks and hugged my pashmina closer to me as I entered the elevator with Andres and the bodyguard we brought with us.


Eduardo, I believed, was his name. The same guy who came with me to the restaurant when I met the girls out for dinner. He ignored me, and I was happy to return the favor. I was too nervous to make small talk.


Andres placed his hand against the small of my back, and I leaned into him, grateful for his strength and support.


I knew my husband was a man with a wealth of resources at his fingertips, but I didn’t know how much he knew about Gary.


My ex was a slimy sonofabitch, but he was smart when he was determined.


“Mr. and Mrs. Ramirez? They are waiting for you inside,” an older woman with short, gray hair greeted us when we exited the elevator.


Chapter THIRTY-ONE ELLIE