by Lily White
Publication Date: April 18, 2018
Genres: Adult, Romantic Suspense
The perfect timing of a fairy tale is tied to its tragedy…
Journalist, Meadow Graham, is invited to interview death row inmate, Vincent Mercier. Given three days to hear his sordid confession, Meadow seeks to learn why a wealthy hotel owner killed four people, including her twin sister.
Sensually exotic and enigmatic, Vincent details his deception while bragging about the amusement he took in manipulating Meadow’s sister.
Their interview is a battle of wills.
His story is a twisted web of coercion and lies.
And the tragedy is too perfect to be real.
Will Meadow discover all of Vincent’s secrets while she fights to protect her own?
“Does this bother you?”
“Your presence?” I asked, my voice shaky.
“My touch.” There was no waver to his voice. Fluid as water, strong as steel, as assured as any man would be, knowing he’d cornered his prey.
“No.” I inhaled. “Yes.” Exhaled. “Maybe.”
Dark laughter danced along the breeze. “That’s not an answer. Or perhaps it’s the most accurate answer of all.”
When I thought he would continue taunting me as the tips of his fingers stroked up and down, never reaching my knee, never going any place inappropriate, he surprised me with an unexpected question.
“Will you be attending the Masquerade Ball next week?”
“The what?” I squeaked, willing his fingers to go just a little higher, to breach the curve of my knee…to explore down. As usual, he refused to give me what I wanted. I was practically squirming when he finally answered.
“Our annual Masquerade Ball. It is one of the biggest events for the Wishing Well. Every person will be elegantly dressed, their masks concealing their faces. Everybody who is somebody will be there.”
His fingers swept up to tickle the back of my knee and I felt heat bloom between my legs. Just as I thought he’d follow the curve to the back of my thigh, he changed direction, a whisper of touch dragging back down along my calf.
I struggled to speak intelligently, my eyes shut, the bench still softly swinging as birdsong crept within the silence of a clear spring day. Opening my eyes as his fingers kept brushing the skin, a touch but not really, I watched white cotton clouds dance along azure skies, the verdant green of fresh leaves rustling across the dainty branches of tall trees. “I’m just a housekeeper. I’m not sure that qualifies me as somebody.”
“My interest in you qualifies you as somebody,” he answered.
ABOUT LILY WHITE
Lily White is a dark writer who likes to dabble on the taboo side of eroticism. She is most known for her Masters Series (Her Master’s Courtesan and Her Master’s Teacher), Target This and many more. When she isn’t writing as Lily White you can find other books by her under M.S. Willis where she has penned the Estate Series and Because of Ellison (contemporary romance). Lily enjoys stretching her writing muscles by continuing to challenge herself with each book she publishes.
In addition to writing, Lily is an avid reader, gummy bear slayer, and a gold medalist in puppy naps.