Title: The Vanity of Roses
Author: Lily White
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: March 25, 2020
Callan Rose.
That hadn’t always been his name.
When we were children, he was nothing more than a servant boy in my family.
He was an amusement to me.
A nobody.
A weak soul who refused to fight back.
It was so easy to take advantage.
But then my father died, and I was stolen. The family moved on without me. Until I was penniless with no place to go.
I returned to the Rose Estate not knowing Callan was the head of it.
He’d honed his body and temper in the underground fighting ring. The scars only made him more beautiful.
Now I’m trapped by a seductively dark man who has nothing but vengeance running through his veins.
I’d always wanted him to fight back, but you know what they say:
Be careful what you wish for.
“Me,” she laughed, “jealous of you?”
Her gaze dragged down me with disgust I hadn’t seen since we were kids. “You don’t have to worry about that, Callan, you don’t have a single thing that I want. You’re nothing more than a pathetic excuse for a man, a Rose in name and nothing-“
I was across the room and on her before she could finish the thought, a surprised shriek muffled behind the hand I clapped over her mouth while my boots ground the broken glass into the floor.
Lifting her with just my palm against her chin, I grinned when her bare feet kicked, her heels thudding against the wall.
Mouth to her ear, my words came out on a dark hiss.
“Keep talking, brat. I haven’t seen you like this since we were kids. What were you going to say to me? That I’m worthless? That you’re somehow better than me?”
The scruff of my jaw scratched her skin, my free hand sliding up the inside of her thigh.
“Please say those things,” I crooned, my voice so deep I knew it vibrated against her bones. “I’ve always wanted to take this pretty little body while you’re abusing me with your words.”
Releasing her chin, I caught her and spun her toward the wall, my body trapping hers, my hand flipping her skirt above her waist.
My mouth was to her ear again, my heart thumping in time with the angry beat of her breath.
“And what’s messed up is you like this. I should have done it a long time ago.”
Her gaze dragged down me with disgust I hadn’t seen since we were kids. “You don’t have to worry about that, Callan, you don’t have a single thing that I want. You’re nothing more than a pathetic excuse for a man, a Rose in name and nothing-“
I was across the room and on her before she could finish the thought, a surprised shriek muffled behind the hand I clapped over her mouth while my boots ground the broken glass into the floor.
Lifting her with just my palm against her chin, I grinned when her bare feet kicked, her heels thudding against the wall.
Mouth to her ear, my words came out on a dark hiss.
“Keep talking, brat. I haven’t seen you like this since we were kids. What were you going to say to me? That I’m worthless? That you’re somehow better than me?”
The scruff of my jaw scratched her skin, my free hand sliding up the inside of her thigh.
“Please say those things,” I crooned, my voice so deep I knew it vibrated against her bones. “I’ve always wanted to take this pretty little body while you’re abusing me with your words.”
Releasing her chin, I caught her and spun her toward the wall, my body trapping hers, my hand flipping her skirt above her waist.
My mouth was to her ear again, my heart thumping in time with the angry beat of her breath.
“And what’s messed up is you like this. I should have done it a long time ago.”
Lily White is a romance writer who likes to dabble on the taboo side of eroticism. She is most known for her Masters Series, Target This, Wishing Well, and Asylum. In addition to dark romance Lily writes contemporary romance, taboo romance, and psychological thrillers. Lily enjoys stretching her writing muscles by continuing to challenge herself with each book she publishes.
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