St. Martin's Press
Featuring: Karin Norell; Leo Perconti
368 pages ISBN: 1250059259 EAN: 9781250059253 Kindle: B00PF6BONG Paperback / e-Book Add to Wish List
The Palazzo Hotel in Boston is the locale for this sexy, sensual, romantic romp. Leo Perconti, oldest of the Perconti siblings, has come to rescue the hotel teetering on bankruptcy. Frivolous spending by his brothers, Marco and Dante, along with poor management has severely depleted their cash flow. A plan is in place to save their hotel.
First, an arranged marriage for his sister Arianna to one of the most powerful aviation tycoons in the northern hemisphere to save his reputation. In return for this union, the tycoon has promised an enormous amount of money. Arianna is not pleased with this prospect but she must help her family save its dynasty.
Upon arriving at the hotel, Leo meets with his brother, Marco in the penthouse suite. He seriously advises Marco how much trouble the hotel is in, telling him how stressed and exhausted he is. Leo just wants to sleep. Marco laughs and offers to send him a party-girl to relax him. When Marco leaves the suite, Leo takes a bath trying to unwind.
Karin Norell, is twelve weeks away from obtaining her hospitality degree. She can't wait for her internship here at the hotel to be over. She wants to be able to get another job, anywhere but the Palazzo Hotel. Six staff called in sick today. Understaffed, Karin is told to go up and clean the penthouse suite in preparation for the arrival of Leo Perconti. When she arrives, Leo is just coming out of the bath. As Karin tries to hide, he sees her and thinks she has been sent as a play toy from his brother. Erotic, steamy sex begins and only gets hotter with each passing page.
With the arrival of the wedding day, everything is ready-- except for the bride. Flowers are everywhere. Orchids, gardenias and roses, tied with lace, outline every row. The guests are all seated. Leo, Marco and Dante are pacing and the groom is asking "is everything all right?" No sign of Arianna. Where is the bride? Where is Karin? In a surprise ending that will have you reeling and asking "when does the next sequel in the Perconti family journey begin?
An incendiary tale of erotic seduction--and the high
stakes of
surrenderโฆ
NO REQUEST WILL BE DENIED. To save his family's hotel empire, Leo
Perconti arrives at
Boston's Palazzo prepared to take no prisoners. His
hedonistic siblings
have let the grand hotel's standards slide, and the
company is teetering on
the edge of bankruptcy. But before he takes on his
family, he has a
no-strings-attached arrangement to considerโฆIs it
time
to put the Do Not
Disturb sign up on the door? Or is it too dangerous
to
mix work with
no-holds-barred pleasure?
IS THEIR DESIRE WORTH THE RISK?Sleeping with
the
boss was never part
of hotel intern Karin Norell's plan. But she can't
resist Leo's powerful
allureโฆ. sensual submission is downright addictive
with
Leo in control. But
that addiction comes with a hefty price, and soon
she's
caught in a
compromising position. Will Karin be strong enough to
pay it? Because when
it comes to passion at the Palazzo, Leo is a man who
means business. And he
won't take no for an answerโฆ
EXCERPT
Shit, shit, shit. Karin glanced around the bathroom.
There was nowhere to hide. She clutched the cell phone to
her chest and squeezed behind the door. Leo breezed past
her into the room and turned on the hot water in the
large tub. Steam rolled up from the marble basin, filling
the small space. Karin held her breath as Leo undid the
buttons of his suit coat and shrugged it onto the floor.
Heโs undressing. Karin tried to force her muscles to
move, but they refused to listen. She watched as Leo
placed his glass of scotch on the floor and then peeled
off his layers of clothing, one by one.
For once, Karin didnโt mind the mess. Wes was right, the
Perconti brothers were sinfully handsome, and the oldest
brother was the best looking of the lot. His tan
stretched up his muscular arms, around his perfectly
formed shoulders, and down his lean, angular back. Even
his firm, tight ass was a golden color, putting delicious
thoughts of Leo sunbathing nude in her mind.
She could easily picture his sleek body stretching out on
some Italian beach, soaking up the sun. Karin wondered
what it would feel like to press up against such a
flawless physique and feel those solid hips between her
legs.
She dropped her gaze down his torso as he turned toward
the marble tub. Dark hair dotted his chest and lower
abdomen, drawing her attention to his long, thick cock.
Karinโs heartbeat drummed in her ears as he stepped into
the bath. Something fluttered inside her as she imagined
crawling in alongside him and running soap along his
athletic frame.
Oh God, she needed to focus. It had been far too long
since sheโd had sex, even longer since sheโd had great
sex. Looking at the grace and muscular beauty of Leo
Percontiโs body, she knew that a night with him would go
a long way toward alleviating all of the stress that had
been building up inside of her.
A dull ache formed between her thighs as she imagined
straddling his hips and taking his hard cock deep inside
her channel. She reached down her torso and pressed her
hand against her mound and imagined his muscular body
pressing up against hers. Embarrassment at her boldness
heated her cheeks.
She bit back a groan of disappointment as Leo slid under
the warm bathwater. His back was once again facing her
and she knew that if she wanted to save her job, then she
had to get out of there, fast.
Enough daydreaming. It was time to go. After one long,
wistful glance at Leo, she slipped out from behind the
door and edged out into the hallway.
โStop.โ
Karin froze as the thick Italian accent rose up from the
tub.
โCome here.โ
Karin turned back to the bathroom, unsure of what to do.
She judged the distance from her spot to the elevator and
wondered if she should make a run for it. Her escape
depended on Wes having sent the elevator back up for her.
If she had to wait for the doors to open, then sheโd be
caught. If Leo found cleaning staff in his room, she
could get in trouble. Could she trust Wes to send the
elevator back for her?
โI know Marco sent you.โ
Karin blinked. โExcuse me?โ
Leo chuckled. โThereโs no need to be coy with me. I know
all about my brotherโs โconnections.โ If the man spent as
much effort fixing up this hotel as he did bedding
socialites, we wouldnโt be in this mess.โ He raised his
glass to his lips. โSo tell me, are you the pushy one, or
the one who was willing to please?โ
โIโm sorry, I . . .โ Did Leo think she was one of the
socialite friends Marco had offered him earlier? She
scrunched her nose in disgust. She wasnโt an empty-headed
socialite. And yet, there was something rather appealing
about the idea of pleasing him.
โDonโt tell me youโre a man,โ he said.
โIโno.โ She glanced back at Leoโs long, lean form as it
lounged in the tub. Wesโs words floated through her mind.
You need some sex, girlfriend. Loosen up. โNot a guy.โ
โI thought as much. You donโt sound like a man. Come here
and let me see if my brotherโs friends are as beautiful
as he claims.โ
Leo Perconti was brazen. She should feel offended, but
that voice did things to her body that made her want
more. Karin wanted to obey his command and see where
things led. Besides, Leo didnโt ever have to know her
real identity. It was the perfect opportunity for a
glorious night of passion without consequence.
No, there was one consequence, a huge one. Leo was her
bossโs boss. If he found out that sheโd tried to deceive
him, then heโd take it out on Marco. Not only would she
be fired, but Marco could and probably would make the
entire staff suffer for her indiscretion.
But then again, wasnโt she in charge of making sure Leo
had a pleasant stay? If the night went well and he was in
a better mood around his brother, then she would have
done her job. It wasnโt like theyโd be constantly running
into each other. The staff was supposed to stay out of
sight as much as possible. If by chance they should see
each other again, she could always play ignorant. No one
would have to know what had happened in this hotel room
except her.
Karin looked from the hallway to the bathroom and back
again. All she had to do was accept the night for what it
wasโpure physical bliss. No strings attached. If she
could get away with this . . . it would be one hell of a
night.
Resolved, Karin pocketed Wesโs cell phone and
straightened her skirt. She paused over the hem as a new
revelation hit her. Shit, my uniform. Leo would mark her
as an employee as soon as he saw her.
Perhaps it could be part of the game. She could tell Leo
that sheโd needed the uniform to get past the paparazzi
downstairs undetected. All she had to do was come across
confident of her abilities.
Confidence. Ever since she had caught her former boss
fucking a politician in his office, Karinโs confidence
had remained hidden. She wasnโt sure if she had it in her
to pull something like this off.
โAre you coming?โ Leo asked. โOr am I going to have to
come out and get you?โ
โNo, Iโm coming.โ She could do this, she just needed to
stop overthinking.
Didnโt Wes just accuse her of being too serious? This
night was about de-stressing and relaxing.
Karin cleared her throat and adjusted her bra. Her
breasts were on the small side of normal, but hopefully
theyโd be enough to please him. She undid the top few
buttons of her blouse, revealing the upper curve of her
breasts. After pinching her cheeks, she hid her shaking
hands behind her back and concentrated on swaying her
hips as she moved closer to the large, marble tub. Here
goes nothing. . .