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One Wicked Weekend
by Marie Tuhart
Part 1 of the Fantasies, Inc. series
CassieMarcus DeLuca is a problem I don't need–powerful, ruthless, and dangerously addictive. He doesn't ask. He takes. And now he wants me, with no rules and no limits, for one weekend. I should say no. I should run. Instead, I say yes, because there's something about Marcus I can't resist.I swore I'd never be vulnerable again, that no man would ever have power over me ever again. Except, I'm falling for him, unable to stop the storm he creates in me. And I'm terrified, because men like Marcus don't do love. And if I let him in, I risk losing myself. And this time, if I shatter, I'm afraid I'll never recover. MarcusI don't lose. And I sure as hell don't beg. Cassie thinks she can keep me at arm's length. She's wrong. Because she's already mine, even if she doesn't realize it yet. Something is holding her back--it's in her eyes, in the way she tries to distance herself. There's a pain there I need to heal, to make whole. I dare her to give me a weekend-no limits, no rules, no way out. I'll tempt her. Challenge her. Make her crave me.I have one weekend to break down her defenses, just one chance to claim every part of her, even the scars. Because I'm not here for a taste. I'm here for her. And I won't leave without what's mine.
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Decoding Emma
by Marie Tuhart
Part 2 of the Fantasies, Inc. series
AsherAfter my ex-wife's betrayal, trust isn't just hard, it's dangerous. At Fantasies, Inc., I keep things controlled and professional. Until Emma walks in. Brilliant, beautiful, and impossible to ignore. She's supposed to strengthen our software. Instead, she's breaking down every wall I've built.EmmaMen have always my family name or my sister. Never me. I stopped believing in a real connection a long time ago. Working with Asher is…different. Beneath his annoying control, meant to keep everyone at arm's length, is a man as wounded as I am. And the closer we get, the harder it is to pretend we're not falling for each other.Our past traumas define us, or so we thought. We never set out to save each other, yet here we are.
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