Wickedly Twisted
READING AGE 18+
Fed up with her abusive husband, twenty-three-year-old Cara Hellington runs away from home and ends up in a notorious bar, destitute, sad, but relieved and free. When she gets into a verbal altercation with the snotty bartender over the ownership of her credit cards, an unlikely savior comes to her aid.
Eros Kazan Alfred.
He's tall, massive, rippling with muscles, and covered with dark tattoos. Everything Cara is not used to.
Everything Cara is drawn to.
When he buys her dinner, and she narrates her ordeal, Eros propositions her to marry him, and he'll make sure her abusive ex never sees or gets close to her again.
But Cara is hesitant. Eros is a stranger. And judging from his appearance, he looks like trouble. The muddy kind. She should run towards the opposite direction, away from him. But she runs right onto his bed.
After a hot sizzling night together, Cara is comfortable and confident in him taking good care of her. But tensions are rising all around them, as significant figures from their past will stop at nothing to bring them both down. Will they succumb under the wickedly twisted circumstances fate seems to be throwing at them?
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Cara
Dimitra leans forward across the table, smiling happily. Helen, Lycus, and Eros are all listening too. "He said what?" Dimitra asks.
"Seriously, Old Harry said he was open for business. You should've seen Ophelia's face. She called him an old pervert and everyone went nuts. Those geezers made such a ruckus, it w……
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