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A Benediction Novel
A Benediction Novel
By: Shelly Bell
Releasing March 10th, 2015
Avon Red Impulse
An exhibitionist who's waited her whole life to be seen …
After her stepmother is abducted, Danielle Walker has no choice but to follow the kidnapper's cryptic instructions. Under the guise of a sex slave trainee, she must infiltrate Cole DeMarco's BDSM club and find evidence of his offshore bank account … or she'll never see her stepmother alive again. But Master Cole is no stranger, and despite the dark past they share, Danielle cannot resist his magnetic pull.
The voyeur who's always been watching …
As Danielle begins uncovering Cole's secrets, the artistic voyeur arouses her deepest desires, and she surrenders to a fiery passion she never expected. But with time running out to save her stepmother, Danielle and Cole will face off against an evil growing more ruthless by the day … and discover a twisted web of lies, betrayal, and murder that neither saw coming.
In all the years Danielle Walker had waited to officially meet Cole DeMarco, she’d never imagined standing in front of his home, half-naked under a mink coat in the middle of a Michigan blizzard. Fat snowflakes fell from the dark gray sky and swirled around her as though she’d shaken up one of those snow globes she’d collected as a child.
If she were smart, she’d take it as a sign to get the hell out of there and return to sunny Arizona, where she could wear full-size panties underneath her skirt. Despite the kidnapper’s threats, she should’ve gone to the FBI.
But smart wouldn’t get her the answers she needed to lay the past to rest.
Smart wouldn’t save her stepmother, Tasha. Although Danielle and she hadn’t always been close, she was grateful to her for the companionship she’d given her father and admired the numerous hours Tasha spent fundraising for charity. She and her son, Roman, were the only family Danielle had left, and she’d do anything to keep them safe.
Thank goodness Roman was currently in Russia on business. As her best friend, he’d know the minute he saw Danielle’s face that there was something wrong. The warning that she not tell anyone about the kidnapping remained in the forefront of her mind.
As the taxi that brought her here drove away, she licked the melted snow off her lips and climbed the steps of the porch to the sprawling stone mansion known to insiders as the sex club, Benediction.
A nervous bubble tickled her belly. If anyone back home heard that she was about to become a sex slave for a billionaire recluse, they’d never believe it.
She could hardly believe it.
Yet here she was—in her Prada heels and little else—about to allow the man who’d destroyed her family to see her naked. To command her as though she were a toy existing only for his pleasure and use her body to slake his deviant lusts.
Tasha had told her all about the man who’d helped send her father to prison on charges of embezzlement and fraud. She’d warned her to stay as far away from him as she could. And despite Danielle’s curiosity about the handsome man she’d spied on in her youth, she’d listened.
The wind whistled and whipped snow at her back. She had just lifted her fist to knock on the solid walnut door when it opened, and the air inside blasted her with its inviting warmth. A gorgeous blond-haired man no more than thirty years old smiled at her in greeting.
He wore black slacks, a black tie, and a silver vest over a white dress shirt, a variation on the conservative butler uniform. But oddly, his feet were bare.
She’d grown up in a mansion. All her childhood friends were raised in mansions. She’d seen her share of butlers throughout her lifetime. Not a single one looked like him.
Her gaze traveled up his body and stopped on the impressive bulge.
His laughter broke her out of her trance. She snapped up her head, embarrassment heating her cheeks.
Smoothing her hands over the soft fur of her coat, she stepped inside the entrance and glanced around the room, noting the hanging crystal chandelier and built-in desk with a coatroom behind it. If she hadn’t known this was a house, she’d think she’d walked into a five-star restaurant.
Red hot romantic suspense with some super sexy light BDSM scenes! Cole and Danielle burn up the pages right from the start. They both have secrets they are hiding from each other, and their are a couple of twists that I did not see coming. Danielle starts out as a bit of a wallflower, but Cole teaches her to be confident and to explore her kinky side. Gracie, Aaron and Roman are some great supporting characters that I would really like to see have their own happy ending - ;)
ARC received via Edelweiss
A sucker for a happy ending, Shelly Bell writes sensual romance often with a bit of kink and action-filled erotic thrillers with high-emotional stakes for her alpha heroes and kick-ass heroines.
She began writing upon the insistence of her husband who dragged her to the store and bought her a laptop. When she’s not working her day job, taking care of her family, or writing, you’ll find her reading the latest smutty romance.
She currently writes for Avon Red Impulse, Loose Id, and Soul Mate Publishing.