The Leash and the Landlord Triple Pack (A 3 Part Billionaire BDSM Erotic Romance)

The Contract: The Leash and the Landlord (Billionaire BDSM Erotic Romance) After missing her rent payments, Catherine Clark risks losing her apartment and the only remaining family she has. However, mysterious real estate mogul, Matthew Cain, contacts her with an offer that sounds too good to be true. Intrigued by the handsome yet reclusive man’s charitable offer, she agrees to meet with the young billionaire. However, the young woman soon learns that the hot-tempered Mr. Cain isn’t satisfied with owning a vast property empire. He plans on owning her body as well. Property Damage: The Leash and the Landlord Part 2 (Billionaire BDSM Erotic Romance) Becoming accustomed to her role as Mr. Cain’s slave, Catherine can’t believe she is the object of the dashing billionaire’s attentions. Nonetheless, she harbors concerns over the brooding real estate mogul’s dark past. Not wanting to repeat past mistakes, the taciturn Mr. Cain slowly distances himself from his slave and her probing questions. Frustrated at the secrets he keeps from her, Catherine earns her Master’s fury by openly challenging him. When her subsequent punishment goes too far, both of them question whether or not to continue their intimate yet dangerous liaison. Lend Lease: The Leash and the Landlord Part 3 (Billionaire BDSM Erotic Romance) As months pass, the enigmatic Matthew Cain becomes utterly in love with Catherine Clark. Balancing her role as slave and lover, she feels there is little to disrupt their growing bond. During a trip to a fundraiser, the pair encounter Cain’s business rival, Robert Thorn. The ruthless businessman is eager to strong arm Cain into an unfavorable business deal. Worse, Thorn has linked up with Cain’s ex-lover, Maria Chambers. EXPLICIT: This 55,000 word collection contains graphic language and depictions of rough sex between a young, submissive women and sexy billionaire alpha male. May be too hot for some to handle! EXCERPT: “Your looks are immaterial to me,” he stated, folding his arms. “I need you to be emotionally capable of doing what I ask. Otherwise, I will be forced to cancel our arrangement.” “Oh my God,” I cried out, covering my face. I think I needed a counter for how many times I said or thought that today. “You’re going to treat me like some whore.” “I need you to be emotionally capable of working under me,” he said, casually dismissing my concerns. He steadied me by putting his hand on my shoulder. “Let’s have a test run. Please undress yourself.” “You’re crazy,” I said, slack jawed at the demand. I batted his hand away too little effect. “Absolutely crazy. I’m leaving this place. I’m leaving you and your contract. Goodbye.” “I wasn’t asking,” he stated, grabbing my shoulder and sitting me down. The contact between our bodies was like an electric shock. No one had ever been so brazen and rough with me. The reaction brought out strange new emotions from deep within me. It was as though I was a color blind woman who saw the world in color for the first time. I looked at him as if to reason with him. The intensity in his eyes stopped my breath cold. Suddenly, I knew what this was all about. This wasn’t a mere sexual peccadillo for him. This was the new baseline he expected. He wanted power over me. He wanted ownership over my body and my mind. “Now undress.”