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Title: High Risk
Author: Siena Noble
Genre: Contemporary Romance
About High Risk:
Caleb Martin. Lost prince of business royalty. The young airline mogul with a reputation for dominance in both the boardroom and the bedroom. But before he was worth billions, he was my first love, and my brother's best friend. We were supposed to grow old together... until a tragedy ripped us apart. After six years I thought I'd finally moved on, but fate throws us together again. I try to tell myself he's just another client, futilely resisting the temptation to mix business with pleasure. But there's more than just our shared pain keeping us apart—lies and dark secrets that could destroy everything we've both build in the last six years. Giving in to temptation could ruin us... but is Caleb worth the risk?Get Your Copy Today:
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EXCERPT
My speech came to an abrupt halt as Mr. Lewis shot up from his chair at the faint sound of the glass door opening behind me. “Mr. Martin!” he exclaimed, though he hardly looked as enthused as he sounded. “We weren’t expecting you.”
I felt as though I’d just been dunked headfirst in a bucket of ice water. I was frozen stiff as a statue in my chair, unable to move. But the seductively low and all-too-familiar voice that came from behind me sent tendrils of fire through my body a mere second later.
“My conference call ended earlier than expected. And I couldn’t pass up the chance to peek in for a moment before my next meeting,” that voice said, with an almost-imperceptible, shiver-inducing rasp.
“Of course, of course,” Mr. Lewis gushed as he walked around the table to the other man. “Mr. Martin, this is Stella Pagano of Schafer Newman, and Kiera Anders, one of their copywriters. Mrs. Pagano, Ms. Anders—Caleb Martin, our chief operating officer.”
At last, I remembered how to move and forced myself to turn my swivel chair to face the man that had just entered the room. Six-plus years had done nothing to detract from the potent, visceral need that the sight of Caleb Martin ignited inside me. Hell, he’d only gotten more irresistible with time—that expertly-tousled reddish-brown hair; that sharp, finely-sculpted nose; the ghost of stubble that graced his jaw; and those eyes… god, those unearthly, deep sapphire eyes that pierced right through me. Not that I’d been able to avoid seeing those devastating features that I knew so well in the past six years, no matter how hard I’d tried. When the “one that got away” had turned out to be the long-lost heir of one of the richest families in America and gone on to become a playboy billionaire, the rack of tabloid magazines in the grocery store checkout line had become my worst enemy. Still, by this point I hoped I’d be immune to the effect he had on me, thanks to all that unwanted exposure.
But as it turned out, nothing in the world could have prepared me for coming face-to-face with Caleb again. My traitorous eyes couldn’t help but roam over his body as I slowly rose to my feet. Part of me struggled to reconcile the man in the expensive, tailored suit who stood before me with the Caleb I remembered, who wore almost nothing but solid-colored t-shirts that were just tight enough to show off his fine physique without being obscene. But, I couldn’t deny that the uniform of the wealthy businessman, well, suited him.
Unbidden, a memory surfaced of the first time I’d seen him in a suit. He had been 17 and I had been 15; I was getting ready to go to the movies with some friends, while he and my older brother, Brian, were having their pictures taken in their rented tuxedos with their dates in the front yard before heading to the prom that same night. For almost a year, I’d harbored a secret crush on my brother’s best friend, just like every other girl at school. But that night after I’d come home was the first time I’d dared to touch myself while thinking of him—imagining how I’d rip that tux off of him, how he’d take that tie and wrap it around my wrists…
“Ms. Anders?” It was Caleb’s voice that yanked me back into the present.
I had to have been blushing a deeper shade than my burgundy dress. “Sorry?”
The neutral expression he’d been wearing cracked ever so slightly as the corner of his mouth pulled up. “I said, it’s a pleasure to meet you both.”
About Siena Noble:
A proud Pittsburgher, Siena Noble has explored and inhabited all kinds of fictional worlds through her writing since age ten. Although she’s always been a sucker for a good love story and possesses an incredibly dirty mind, she never imagined that her publishing debut would be erotic romance. What started as a silly short story idea quickly became something much bigger, a demanding Master of a manuscript whose every whim Siena submitted to.
When she’s not busy reading, writing, binge-watching Game of Thrones, or doing a million other important things, Siena enjoys traveling, archery, and getting lost in the woods (also known as “hiking”). She and her better half/writing buddy/sometimes Sir/sex muse live together in Pittsburgh. Their dream is to relocate to the middle of nowhere and build a castle capable of withstanding the impending zombie apocalypse.
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