ISBN:  Unavailable

Category: Fiction / Fantasy / Romance

Page count: 160

<p>&quot;Why are you being so gentle now?&quot; I whispered, my voice a venomous caress... &quot;Where's the guy from last night? The one who knew what he wanted and just took it?&quot; (Liquid Courage)</p><p>***</p><p>For Ashley Price, the countdown had begun. Fourteen days until she would trade her corner office overlooking the Manhattan skyline for a quiet life in a New Jersey suburb. Fourteen days until she would become Mrs. Daniel Thorne, the perfect wife to the perfect man, her ambition neatly packed away like last season’s couture. She had everything a woman was supposed to want, a life so flawless it was suffocating. But in the sterile silence of her meticulously planned future, she failed to notice the one variable she hadn't accounted for: the quiet, watchful eyes of the one man in her office who didn't just admire her power, but seemed to understand the cage it was built upon.</p><p>John had spent two years worshiping her from a distance. He studied the way she commanded a room, the sharp line of her jaw when she was closing a deal, the almost invisible tremor in her hand when she thought no one was looking. He saw the cracks in her perfect facade, the deep, unspoken hunger she tried to hide. He was her subordinate, her project, her loyal soldier. But in the final, desperate days before she disappeared from his life forever, his quiet adoration began to curdle into something darker, more possessive. He decided that if he couldn't have her for a lifetime, he would have her completely for the time that was left.</p><p>It started with a single, unforgivable moment after hours, when the city lights glittered like fallen stars outside the conference room window. A line was crossed, not just between a boss and her employee, but between control and chaos. It was a brutal, desperate claiming, a collision of his long-simmering obsession and her secret, shattering disillusionment. The cold, polished surface of the mahogany table became their altar, and the first taste of their shared transgression was as terrifying as it was intoxicating. It was an act that should have destroyed them both, but instead, it ignited a fire that would consume everything.</p><p>That first sin became their secret language, a gateway to a world where there were no titles, no fiancés, no consequences—only the raw, undeniable truth of their bodies. The nights bled into a fever dream of torn pantyhose, whispered commands in darkened apartments, and the desperate, frantic search for a pleasure so intense it felt like oblivion. He learned the map of her skin, the sounds she made just before she came apart, and she, in turn, learned the intoxicating power of his complete and utter surrender. For two weeks, they lived a lifetime in the stolen hours, building a kingdom of two in the ruins of the lives they were supposed to be living.</p><p>But the clock never stops ticking. Their shared world was built on a deadline, their passion a flame destined to burn out with the rising sun of her last day. What happens when fourteen days of sin are all you get? When every stolen touch is both a beginning and an end, and the cost of feeling alive is a debt that can never be repaid? Their two weeks were a perfect, beautiful, and damned thing, and this is the story of how it all came undone.</p><p><br></p><p>Contents:</p><p>The Two-Week Notice—1</p><p>The Longest Night—23</p><p>The Apology—49</p><p>Liquid Courage—71</p><p>The Rumor Mill—99</p><p>The Queen in Command—117</p><p>The Unspoken Goodbye—143</p>