Series: Beautiful Regret
Author: Rhyme Devereux
Release Dates: June 24 – Oct 27, 2015
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Part One –
VIP- Where sexy alpha males hook up with single ladies...
Perfect Match: Ivory Montgomery
Contract details:
✔Companion to social events and business trips
✔Female
✔Red Hair
✔Green Eyes
✔At least 5'6" tall
✔Fun
✔Sociable
✔Athletic
There was a time when I thought staying single wasn't such a bad thing. Then I meet my next client, Jax Sterling, a billionaire. He turns my world on its axis. But the problem is there will never be anything between us. I don't date clients.
Jax is gorgeous, powerful, protective, and had my heart a long time ago. The more time we spend together, the more I crave to be with him. I can't resist his touch. He seduces my mind. Plays with my senses, and consumes me with unyielding pleasure. For once, I feel unbroken.
I want Jax.
Then a lifelong secret threatens to keep us apart.
Author Note: This is part one of three in the Beautiful Regret Series
*If you're allergic to hot sex, kinky language, or alpha males, this book may not be for you. This book is for readers 18+ years of age.
Part Two –
Ivy and Jax's story continues in Beautiful Regret, Part Two...
My VIP contract details didn't include falling in love. Jax my savior is now my undoing. When a family secret threatens their second chance. Ivy's life as she knows it, won't be the same...
Author Note: This is part two of three in the Beautiful Regret Series.
Part Three –
Ivy and Jax's fate are revealed in this final book...
The love of my life has shattered all my expectations and desires to bits of emptiness. I don't know if I will recover from the one thing, I was so afraid of losing.
Author Note: This is part three the final part of the Beautiful Regret Series.
Once the doors open, I step onto the marble flooring and walk straight ahead toward a tall, thin woman with waist-length, platinum-blonde hair standing at the podium.
Showing her perfect white teeth as she smiles, she says, "Good afternoon. How may I help you?"
"Hi, my name is Ivy Montgomery. I'm meeting someone here. His name is Jax Sterling."
For the first time, I finally look at the picture as I show the hostess. I immediately recognize the sexy, dark-haired man as the one who prevented me from busting my ass on the ground outside. And who flirted with me. There's something about him, though. He reminds me of someone I knew from a long time ago. I wonder if he knew who I was before I told him my name.
The hostess's lips make an O. "Ah, yes."
She escorts me toward the back of the restaurant. Looking around, I take in the ambience of this place—soft music, the lighting dimmed just right, and high-back, luxurious leather booth seats. Privacy is unquestionably obtainable if that's what you desire. There are small groups of mostly businessmen throughout. And a few women scattered here and there. As we reach the last intimate booth in a corner, my eyes drift to a handsome face whose name I now know.
The hostess's eyes are focused only on Mr. Sterling. "Mr. Sterling, Miss Montgomery has arrived. Is there anything I can get for—"
Showing her perfect white teeth as she smiles, she says, "Good afternoon. How may I help you?"
"Hi, my name is Ivy Montgomery. I'm meeting someone here. His name is Jax Sterling."
For the first time, I finally look at the picture as I show the hostess. I immediately recognize the sexy, dark-haired man as the one who prevented me from busting my ass on the ground outside. And who flirted with me. There's something about him, though. He reminds me of someone I knew from a long time ago. I wonder if he knew who I was before I told him my name.
The hostess's lips make an O. "Ah, yes."
She escorts me toward the back of the restaurant. Looking around, I take in the ambience of this place—soft music, the lighting dimmed just right, and high-back, luxurious leather booth seats. Privacy is unquestionably obtainable if that's what you desire. There are small groups of mostly businessmen throughout. And a few women scattered here and there. As we reach the last intimate booth in a corner, my eyes drift to a handsome face whose name I now know.
The hostess's eyes are focused only on Mr. Sterling. "Mr. Sterling, Miss Montgomery has arrived. Is there anything I can get for—"
Cutting the hostess off, I smile and shake my head. "No, thank you."
I laugh to myself while watching the hostess bat her eyes at him. I don't blame her. He is yummy. She nods at us, smiling as she walks away. As I pull out my cell phone and text Joe that he can leave, I slide into the seat across from Jax Sterling.
ME: Joe, I'm good. See you in about two hours.
JOE: Are you sure? That was fast.
ME: I'm more worried about how good looking he is. No wonder Violet was being so pushy about this client.
JOE: Okay, love. See you soon.
I toss my cell phone back in my bag. Staring down for a moment, I mentally get myself together. I'm nervous, which has never happened before. Well, there was this one time with one of my first clients a few years ago. He was creepy. From the moment I met him, something was off. And it turned out that my instincts were right on target. He wanted a bit more than a Companion. Men and their dicks.
This feeling of nervousness has nothing to do with fear. It's—I don't know—something comforting and safe in his blue eyes.
I laugh to myself while watching the hostess bat her eyes at him. I don't blame her. He is yummy. She nods at us, smiling as she walks away. As I pull out my cell phone and text Joe that he can leave, I slide into the seat across from Jax Sterling.
ME: Joe, I'm good. See you in about two hours.
JOE: Are you sure? That was fast.
ME: I'm more worried about how good looking he is. No wonder Violet was being so pushy about this client.
JOE: Okay, love. See you soon.
I toss my cell phone back in my bag. Staring down for a moment, I mentally get myself together. I'm nervous, which has never happened before. Well, there was this one time with one of my first clients a few years ago. He was creepy. From the moment I met him, something was off. And it turned out that my instincts were right on target. He wanted a bit more than a Companion. Men and their dicks.
This feeling of nervousness has nothing to do with fear. It's—I don't know—something comforting and safe in his blue eyes.
I look up into his blue eyes.
"So we meet again. Are you Jax Sterling, who requested a VIP Companion?" Jax Sterling, Jax … Jackson. Oh. My. Good. Wait, could it be?
"So we meet again. Are you Jax Sterling, who requested a VIP Companion?" Jax Sterling, Jax … Jackson. Oh. My. Good. Wait, could it be?
Rhyme Devereux is a pseudonym of an American writer of erotic and contemporary romance. Her stories are sexy, emotionally driven, and a whole lot of kink. Even though her passion for reading began in her tween years, and her favorite author at that time was Judy Blume, Rhyme never imagined herself writing as a career. But looking back, it makes sense. As an only child, she would spend some days entertaining herself with happily-ever-after stories.
For decades, Rhyme dabbled in writing one chapter story ideas before she got the courage to self-published her book, At Your Mercy, which was released in 2013. She started out writing short romance stories in hopes of getting the courage (and patience) of writing a full-length novel.
Rhyme lives in Pennsylvania with her husband, children (some are adults and they made me add this bit of info.), and two dogs. Rhyme is addicted to anything that tastes sweet, hair and makeup products, and naughty love stories. She is also an avid reader of all sub-genres of romance fiction.
Thanks for wanting to get to know Rhyme better. But by far, her books are much more exciting.
For decades, Rhyme dabbled in writing one chapter story ideas before she got the courage to self-published her book, At Your Mercy, which was released in 2013. She started out writing short romance stories in hopes of getting the courage (and patience) of writing a full-length novel.
Rhyme lives in Pennsylvania with her husband, children (some are adults and they made me add this bit of info.), and two dogs. Rhyme is addicted to anything that tastes sweet, hair and makeup products, and naughty love stories. She is also an avid reader of all sub-genres of romance fiction.
Thanks for wanting to get to know Rhyme better. But by far, her books are much more exciting.
