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Calling His Bluff (Billionaire, BDSM, Stranger) (All In Book 3) Aubrey Nym

Calling His Bluff (Billionaire, BDSM, Stranger) (All In Book 3)

Aubrey Nym

Published January 22nd 2014
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Kindle Edition
51 pages
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High Rollers Series -- All In #3Livvy “Lucky” Adams stole away to the Monte Carlo in Monaco with billionaire playboy Jackson Brice, promising to pay back her debt to him with her gambling winnings and body. However, their whirlwind vacation,MoreHigh Rollers Series -- All In #3Livvy “Lucky” Adams stole away to the Monte Carlo in Monaco with billionaire playboy Jackson Brice, promising to pay back her debt to him with her gambling winnings and body. However, their whirlwind vacation, reckless gambling, and nightly pulse-pounding passion is cut short. The mob pressures Jackson and Livvy to participate in an unworld poker game, where the antes are cast in heroin and losing means more than just bankruptcy.Realizing the game is her only way to escape the clutches of the mob, Livvy plays the hand of her life to free herself from the dark underworld and secure a real future with Jackson.**This explicit 11,000 word short story features rough sex and light D/s themes**Excerpt:He loomed over me, pinning me against the wall of the elevator. “Got your money to buy big bad Jackson Brice off?” His arms trapped me, and he whispered in my ear. “Think that will save you? You aren’t that lucky.”Jacks turned into a monster when he got excited. It should have scared me, but I craved that intensity. I looked him over, purposefully avoiding losing myself in the brackish blue of his eyes.“I’m sorry, Jacks.” I sucked in a breath, my breasts rising towards him. “I had to tip the dealer. I only have fifty-nine thousand. I still owe you a grand.”The temperature rose in the elevator. I was in for the night of my life.Jackson seized me, tumbling me back into the wall with a forceful, blinding kiss. I arched and met his lips bite for bite. He slammed my wrists back against the wall. I groaned. His strength was just another part of him that clenched me from the inside out. I’d never be able to be without him again. I loved his force. The power of his arms and the straining, sweating, aching urge for him to lose control over me. He’d break me, and I’d probably love every frantic, hysterical minute of it.“A thousand dollars?” Jacks pushed until no space existed between our bodies. “What do I do with you, Livvy? What if I expected my money now?”“I can make it up to you,” I whispered. “I promise.”His smile bred arrogance, and he seized a handful of my hair. “You will make it up to me. I’ll earn back every last penny you owe me tonight.”I dared to meet those typhoon blue eyes. “With interest.”“Don’t you forget it.”