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Selling Scarlet by Ella James
NEW ADULT ROMANTIC SUSPENSE FROM BESTSELLING AUTHOR ELLA JAMES…
Elizabeth DeVille doesn’t belong at a party like this – one where the gowns cost more than her Camry and cigars run higher than her grad school utility bills. Dragged out of seclusion by her best friend Suri, Elizabeth is merely playing dress-up, rubbing elbows with a crowd that banished her troubled family years ago.
Hunter West is tired. Tired of parties, tired of pretending, and tired of trying to right a wrong that haunts him every day. Bourbon heir and professional poker player by day, by night Hunter is gambling with his life in a high-stakes game of crime and blackmail.
When Elizabeth stumbles into Hunter’s den of vices, she’s a light in the darkness, a flame in the void. And, just like everything he touches, Hunter mars her in a record time. To rectify the damage done, Elizabeth needs money she doesn’t have, and she’s come up with a foolproof way to get it.
Follow Elizabeth – code-named Scarlett – to the lush Nevada brothel where she’ll auction her virginity and risk the only thing that’s not for sale: her heart. The highest bidder is a familiar face, with wicked hands and the devil’s mouth. And a secret so dark that it could cost her life.
**Mature Content Warning** Not recommended for readers under the age of 17 due to mature language, sexual content, and violence.
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Slowly, Hunter walks around the counter. He wraps his hands around my biceps, turning me gently to face him, and pulls me close. Then he bends down slowly, bringing his face close enough so I have an amazing view of his lips. As I sit there, brainless and overheated, he leans closer and licks my lip.
“Powdered sugar,” he purrs.
I’m panting, halfway to a heart attack, when he stands back up, looking down on me with a suddenly serious expression.
“You think about this, Libby. Really think about if you want to be with me. It’ll be a one-time thing. You just said it–I don’t do relationships, and I don’t make exceptions, even when I’m tempted.”
“I don’t either.” Although I haven’t ever had the chance, and with him, I totally would.
“Well I’m in if you are.” He strokes his palm over my hair. “You give me half an hour and I’ll come find you. You sure?” he murmurs.
I nod, clutching the bar stool so I don’t fall off.
“Okay.” He trails his hand down my arm and squeezes my fingers, so gentle it almost takes my breath away. Then he kisses my cheek and starts to back out of the kitchen. “One V-card,” he says, holding up his hand, “claimed.”