Damian
Emma Parker is a complication I don't need.
She's got a mouth that could argue with a brick wall, a stubborn streak a mile wide, and sees right through my carefully crafted BS.
She's my new PR consultant, determined to "fix" my reputation.
Then she walks into my sanctuary, the one place I can actually breathe. I should have had her tossed out on her pretty little behind.
Instead, I put on a blindfold and meet her in Room Seven.
She doesn't know it's me, and I plan to keep it that way.
But one taste of her honesty, one brush of her skin in the dark, and I'm hooked.
The plan was simple: find out why she was at my club. Not get obsessed with her.
Now, I might lose more than my reputation when the truth explodes.

Emma
Damian Blackwood is everything I despise.
Arrogant. Manipulative. The patron saint of entitled jerks.
My job is to polish his tarnished image, not fall for his act.
But then there's 'John' from the Blindfold Club—
Understanding, vulnerable, and dangerously addictive.
He's everything Damian isn't.
Or so I thought.
Now, my heart's being ripped in two by two different men,
One I can't stand when the lights are on.
The other whose face I've never seen.
When the blindfold comes off,
I'll learn that sometimes the devil you know
Is the same one you've been kissing in the dark.

In a world of thorns find your silken escape.