Forbidden Feast — Kira Blakely

A gold letter, wrapper in diamonds, addressed to me.

“You are cordially invited to Mystique Island.”
It's a Thanksgiving feast fit for a king, and I'm the main course.
This getaway is for wild, but there's nothing wild about it for me.
I have a plan and a goal.
There's only one man that I want, and he's going to lick his plate clean.
Pretty please with a cherry on top.
My cherry.
Rainier is the most powerful man I've ever met.
My boss. My master.
I know he could never see me the way I need him to see me. He's perfect, and I'm me.
But on Mystique Island, we wear masks.
So I take off my glasses. I let down my hair. And I open my legs…

Welcome to Blakely After Dark. This is a naughty quick read for mature audiences only. Happily ever after's are guaranteed!