Book Description
Warning: this collection contains 5 sexy age gap instalove romance short stories featuring young women and their determined alpha males! Includes Bought by the Billionaire, Blackmailed by the Senator, Caught by My Boyfriend’s Dad, Discovered by My Best Friend’s Dad, and Caught with the King. Bought by the Billionaire My heart soars when someone raises his hand. 30,000 dollars—that’s enough to pay off my sister’s debt. Before that can fully sink in, the auctioneer continues: “30,000 dollars. Going once, going—” “A million dollars.” My eyes damn-near fall out of my head when I see the only Asian man in the room stand up, his paddle high in the air. With some pleasure, I also note that he’s the only certified-fine man in the club. A head full of natural black hair with a few distinguished streaks of gray, a jawline that would make most Hollywood actors jealous, and a fit-as-hell body that is begging to get out of his black designer suit. Blackmailed by the Senator “I’m sorry, Senator,” I whisper. A smile appears on his face. I don’t know if that’s a good or bad sign. “A young person who knows their senator by sight? How refreshing.” In a pathetically small voice, I say, “I don’t have any money.” “I could’ve guessed that by the state of your car and clothes.” My face turns hot. I almost ask, What’s wrong with my clothes? My shirt and jeans may not have designer labels, but they’re clean and in okay condition. “You have two options,” he says. “I can call the cops and report you for attempted hit and run. Or…” I whisper, “Or what?” His smile becomes wicked. Caught by My Boyfriend’s Dad Making me catch my breath, the man turns me around. But instead of looking up into the face of a cop, I see Fred’s father. Though I’ve never met Fred’s dad or even seen a picture of him, I know without a doubt that this man is my boyfriend’s father. He has Fred’s hazel eyes, strong jawline, and thick dark brown hair. A foolish little voice in the back of my mind whispers, Wow, Fred’s dad is hotter than him. Fred isn’t bad-looking, but he’s a 22-year-old boy while his father is a man. If Fred wore a black suit, he would look like a kid playing dress-up. But Mr. Cain is wearing a black suit now, and the black fabric fits every part of his body nicely. Very, very nicely. “I’m asking you again,” Mr. Cain says. “Who the hell are you?” Discovered by My Best Friend’s Dad “You can do this, Flora Chang,” I whisper to my reflection. I have no choice. After I take another deep breath, I knock on the door. “Hello, Mister…” I stop when I see a scowling Mr. Graham. Aka the father of my best friend Vanessa. “Uh, hi, Mr. Graham,” I say, my cheeks turning warm. “I think I knocked on the wrong—” “No, you got the right room,” he growls, seizing my wrist and pulling me inside. Caught with the King When I open my door, I’m immediately blinded by what must be a dozen cameras. “Olivia Liu, how long have you known the king of Ceannia?” a woman shouts.
