Sin
Devil’s Den # 3
Devil’s Den # 3
By: Violetta Rand
Releasing May 12, 2015
Loveswept
Blurb
Sin proves that passion
goes beyond smoldering desire when hearts dance to their own special beat.
Every
woman at the Devil’s Den strip club has a story to tell, and Macey Taylor is no
exception. Smart and self-reliant, she’s got a chip on her shoulder, a broken
heart, and no patience for a sexy new manager with an Ivy League pedigree and a
strict set of rules. Macey prefers to break rules, something she lets Joshua Camden
know from the start—even as he ignites a fire in her that goes beyond the
hottest club in town.
Joshua
is working the Devil’s Den for all it’s worth, learning everything he can about
the adult-entertainment game before investing in a place of his own. Macey is a
surprise: a woman as strong-willed as she is gorgeous. Joshua wants to get
inside her world, to see through her eyes. But he soon discovers that seduction
is a two-way street—and expecting redemption without risking his heart may be
the greatest sin of all.
I’ve heard enough; maybe
I should take another week off and recover from my messy life before I try to
make nice with the guy sitting at Henry’s old desk. Nope. Face on, baby. I
march to the office and knock. At first no one answers, so I pound on the door
again.
“Come in,” I hear.
I prance inside, ready to
work some magic. Only he’s not what I expected. In fact, I’m near
speechless. I know clothes, including men’s fashion. That’s a charcoal
tonal-stripe, two-piece Brioni suit hugging the broadest set of shoulders I’ve
ever seen. I clear my throat, quickly reconsidering my approach.
He doesn’t even bother
looking up. “Never seen a man in a suit before, Ms. Taylor?”
How did he know my name
and what I was thinking? Arrogant bastard. “Not behind Henry’s desk,”
I answer, completely disarmed.
My gaze shoots around the
familiar space. The old saloon artwork has been replaced with inspirational sport
prints. I’m drawn to one in particular that features a football player
sprinting with a ball in his hands. I snicker at the caption: strive—respect
cannot be learned, purchased or acquired—it can only be earned.
“Do you find something
humorous?” He finally looks up from his paperwork.
His emerald gaze is
piercing. And I’m already crushing on this Jensen Ackles look-alike with a mane
of unruly blond curls. “Yeah,” I snap. “Your ridiculous policies.” I instantly
regret what I said. But talk about an icy welcome, he didn’t even say hello. Neither
did you, I remind myself.
He studies me, making my
insides squirm. “I’m fully aware of the problems most of the women have with
the new rules.” He gestures to the guest chair nearest me. “Please, sit.”
I do.
“I’m also acquainted with
your history, Ms. Taylor.” He thumbs through a stack of files, then
pulls one from the pile, dropping it on top of his desk. “I’ve read your
personnel file cover to cover.”
I’m not surprised. It’s
pretty thick—like a paperback, really. “And?”
He gives me a lopsided
grin. “Are you familiar with the term charismatic leadership?”
I tap my chin. Is that
what he thinks I am? “Many of history’s most effective leaders have been
charismatic . . .”
“Yes,” he cuts me off. “I
believe Charles Manson falls under the same category.”
What the hell? “Not that kind of killa,”
I assure him, leaning forward. “And I’m not
comfortable with what
you’re insinuating.”
“And what’s that?” He
places his elbows on the desk, then folds his hands.
“Didn’t they teach you
any manners at that state school?” I ask, knowing full well he’s Ivy League. I
hurriedly scan the wall behind him, sure his grad degree will be hanging there
in a sterling silver or pewter frame. I know his type too well. “You look corn-fed.
Iowa State University?”
He chuckles. “Now I’m the
one who doesn’t know whether I should be offended or flattered.” He reclines in
his chair. “I’m a Cornell graduate, Ms. Taylor.”
“Impressive,” I say. “How
does that correlate with running off half the girls from the hottest club in
Corpus?”
He ignores my question
and instead, extends his hand. “Joshua Camden.”
Having just shed one
pedigreed asshole, I’m in no hurry to meet another. But I take his hand anyway.
“Charmed.”
Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23256180-sin?ac=1
Goodreads Series Link: https://www.goodreads.com/series/136346-devil-s-den
Author Info
Raised
in Corpus Christi, Texas, Violetta Rand spent her childhood reading, writing,
and playing soccer. After meeting her husband in New England, they moved to
Alaska where she studied environmental science and policy as an undergraduate
before attending graduate school. Violetta then spent nearly a decade working
as an environmental scientist, specializing in soil and water contamination and
environmental assessments.
Violetta
still lives in Anchorage, Alaska and spends her days writing evocative New
Adult romance and historical romance. When she’s not reading, writing, or
editing, she enjoys time with her husband, pets, and friends. In her free time,
she loves to hike, fish, and ride motorcycles and 4-wheelers.
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