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 didn’t subscribe to religion in the usual sense. But if there was a Devil, a fallen angel whose principal powers were to seduce, then this was him.


I didn’t know his name, but I knew of this particular customer. Over the last couple of nights, he’d come to Lux with his buddy, some big as fuck bearded fellow. Each night, he chose a new table in the VIP section. He was some wealthy high rolling player, but I wasn’t familiar with who.


“Welcome to L-Lux,” I said, my smile faltering as I finally made my way over to table forty-one.


I just knew it was him because of his eyes. Glittering like molten chocolate, promising sin, and other carnal delights. He really was too good looking to be true.


Everyone from the busboys to the other cocktail waitresses to Enri had been chatting about this guy for the last couple of days.


The brooding playboy billionaire. Moody. Rich as Croesus. Handsome as an Angel. Tempting as Lucifer himself.


Chapter FIVE