PRAISE FOR ALEXX ANDRIA:
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"After reading just one of her stories, you'll find yourself wondering where Alexx Andria has been all your life."** --Kelly Haven, best-selling author of the Diary of a Nympho and Barely Legal Babysitters series
AMAZON US TOP 100 FREE EROTICA BEST-SELLING AUTHOR!
An erotic romance short story between a curvaceous accountant who is caught between three distinctly Alpha brothers in a dangerous game set against the backdrop of the ultra-rich.
THREE BROTHERS -- ONE WOMAN
THEY BOUGHT THE RIGHT TO HER BODY...
Penny McDaniel is accustomed to being overlooked. Curvy, shy and a little awkward, Penny has always watched the Buchanan brothers from her cubicle with secret awe and private desire.
THEY DIDN'T PLAN ON LOSING THEIR HEARTS...
Vince and Nolan Buchanan had been watching and waiting for the right candidate -- the woman they could purchase to use as they desire -- and Penny is all they ever wanted and more.
But they never expected their older brother, Dillon, to show up and threaten to take more than just their fortune.
THREE RICH AND POWERFUL MEN DETERMINED TO WIN
ONE BEAUTIFUL, CURVY WOMAN CAUGHT BETWEEN BROTHERS
Penny McDaniel had no idea that when she took the job as an accountant with the Buchanan brothers that the sexy billionaire entrepreneurs had a thing for curvy girls but when they make her an offer she can't possibly refuse, she learns just how hot they are for her soft, sweet body. Just when Penny starts to believe she's living in a dream, Dillon Buchanan, the black sheep of the family, shows up, ready to make trouble. Caught in a dangerous game with high stakes, Penny finds herself torn between three men -- all of whom want her body and soul. But in the Buchanan world, secrets and lies go hand in hand and Penny doesn't know who to trust...or love.
EXCERPT :
Penny's breath hitched at the bold way Dillon's gaze skimmed her curves before returning to her astonished eyes. She struggled to catch her breath when her heart rate threatened to spike to an unacceptable level and tried to ignore the flutterings of arousal that always sparked to life whenever Dillon was within two feet of her.
"Are you feeling all right, dove?" Dillon asked solicitously, though his handsome mouth twitched with knowing. She glared and jerked a nod, swallowing and looking away to compose herself.
"My dress is tight," she muttered. "And it's hot in here."
"Of course," he acquiesced though in truth, she knew he was simply agreeing with her because he enjoyed toying with her. Dillon Buchanan was the worst sort of man -- handsome enough to make a girl forget just how bad he was and just bad enough to make a girl think of terribly sexual things with a smoldering glance -- and Penny had to check herself each time he poked his head into her life. Which, as of late, seemed like a lot.
"Stop it," she said, shocking him with her terse demand. "I know what you're doing and I'm not about to fall for it."
"Oh?" One dark slash of an eyebrow lifted in mock surprise. "Do tell. What am I doing aside from providing you with a little friendly company in a room filled with strange faces? Perhaps I was mistaken in my assumption that you looked ready to pass out from sheer terror."
"I did not look ready to pass out," she said indignantly, but it was probably the fact that he was right that bothered her most. She had felt ready to crumple to the floor in a puddle of Vera Wang couture.