Hard Core (Dirty Bad Things, Book 1)
By
Madison Faye
She’s sweet, pure, and untouched, and she’s about to lose her innocence on camera. To me.
Trust me, I’m no porn star, even if I do have the equipment of one. But when the Moretti crime family comes calling to collect on a debt I owe, they want it in trade.
You see, there’s big money in dirty movies, and the more real, the better. Me? I’m already filthy, damaged goods from my time in Afghanistan.
But then I meet Rose, my “co-star”, and my whole world shatters.
She owes the Moretti’s too, but she’s too good for all of this. Too sweet, too beautiful - too innocent for this shit. And I’ll be damned if I let them steal that away from her.
It’s wrong that she’s here, but it’s also wrong that she wants me to “teach her” things. It’s worse that I want to.
But one taste of her lips, and I’m hooked. One touch of her soft skin, and I know Rose is going to be mine. Not the camera’s. Mine.
The virgin with the debt, the ex-marine with the dick, and a porno for the mob.
Welcome to Vegas, baby.
Please note that while a connected storyline, each of the Dirty Bad Things books are completely standalone stories centered around one couple, with no cliffhangers or spoilers.
Dirty, filthy, and oh-so-sweet, with an utterly obsessed alpha hero, explosive insta-love, and enough kindle-melting steam to make you sweat. Get ready to get wrong in the right kind of way.
As with all my books, this standalone novella is safe, with no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed.
Trust me, I’m no porn star, even if I do have the equipment of one. But when the Moretti crime family comes calling to collect on a debt I owe, they want it in trade.
You see, there’s big money in dirty movies, and the more real, the better. Me? I’m already filthy, damaged goods from my time in Afghanistan.
But then I meet Rose, my “co-star”, and my whole world shatters.
She owes the Moretti’s too, but she’s too good for all of this. Too sweet, too beautiful - too innocent for this shit. And I’ll be damned if I let them steal that away from her.
It’s wrong that she’s here, but it’s also wrong that she wants me to “teach her” things. It’s worse that I want to.
But one taste of her lips, and I’m hooked. One touch of her soft skin, and I know Rose is going to be mine. Not the camera’s. Mine.
The virgin with the debt, the ex-marine with the dick, and a porno for the mob.
Welcome to Vegas, baby.
Please note that while a connected storyline, each of the Dirty Bad Things books are completely standalone stories centered around one couple, with no cliffhangers or spoilers.
Dirty, filthy, and oh-so-sweet, with an utterly obsessed alpha hero, explosive insta-love, and enough kindle-melting steam to make you sweat. Get ready to get wrong in the right kind of way.
As with all my books, this standalone novella is safe, with no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed.
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