I’m a city girl. A corporate shark. I don’t do "roughing it," and I certainly don’t do cowboys.
But when a freak Texas storm leaves my rental car dead and my signal non-existent, I have no choice. I stumble to the only light for miles—a sprawling ranch house owned by the most infuriatingly sexy man I’ve ever seen.
Silas Vance is a cowboy billionaire with ice-blue eyes, a dirty mouth, and a body built for sin. He’s gruff, demanding, and looks at me like I’m a five-course meal.
I should keep my distance. I should remember that I’m negotiating a deal with his family, not negotiating his sheets. But when the lights go out and the fire roars, the tension between us snaps.
He thinks he can handle me. He thinks he can be in control.
But he’s never met a woman like me.
Now, I’m trapped in a storm with a cowboy billionaire, and the only thing hotter than the lightning outside is the way he looks at me in the dark. He wants to own my pleasure, but I might just end up owning him.
BIPOC author. Black woman of color author
I write black woman/white man stories.
I also write black girl centric stories, stories of african-american women in the US, stories for African women in the African continent, interracial, romance stories for the melanin community. I think black girls deserve a story of their own too.View all by Aisha Jaxon
