BOOK: PROVOKE ME
SERIES: Book Three - Barossa Series
AUTHOR: Elle Raven
RELEASE DATE: September 20
COVER DESIGNER: Margreet Asselbergs
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Milan Sinclair is rebellious and stubborn and has a huge chip on her shoulder.
A chip, that Marco Brunetti, the multi-billionaire, Vice President of the Brunetti Hotel and Spa Resorts, put there. As a teenager Milan worshipped the ground he walked on, but not anymore. She's determined to make Marco's life, a living hell, after tormenting her for years.
Everyone thinks she and Marco would make the perfect couple, but there are two major flaws in their logic. Firstly, Marco is a philandering playboy and can't hold a relationship down of any kind, and secondly after blurring the line between family, friends, and lovers for one night years ago, they can't stop provoking one another.
Marco Brunetti is arrogant and reckless and a committed playboy. He took Milan's virginity one drunken night and then she bolted. Now they’re forced together at his sister’s wedding, where they decide to call a truce, for the sake of the family. But how long will this truce last? Or is it just a pretense so Milan can get her ultimate revenge.
Or perhaps their ‘spark’ can be used for more than fighting. That is if they don't strangle each other first...
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“Like I mentioned before, you’ve changed, Milan. You're not the same girl I had sex with years ago.”
Her smile widened. “But I bet you are.”
“Care to find out?” I asked. “We could—”
“I’m not so sure about that,” she said and considered me. “I'd really need to think about it. Hard. It’s not like it was the most riveting experience for me or something I'd like to revisit, especially the ending.”
What the fuck? I was trying to call a truce and build a friendship, but she had
to go and throw that insult out there? “The hell it wasn’t,” I growled.
“Oh, you poor darlin’,” she mimicked me. “You don't agree with me?”
I moved in on her, my heart pounding. “Don’t you lie to me, Milan. I know you enjoyed it.”
She smirked at me, looking completely and perfectly composed while I was about to flip my shit. “So now you think you can read my mind and understand me better than I do? How the fuck would you know what I enjoy and don't enjoy?”
She might get away with talking shit to other men she’d been with, but I wasn't putting up with her crap. I backed her up to the wall, boxing her in. Leaning so close that our chests touched, I pressed my hands against the wall on either side of her head. Getting this close to her was dangerous and stupid, but so delicious. And it felt fucking amazing.
I caught her gaze. “It might have been your first time, but it wasn’t mine. I know for a fact you enjoyed every single thing I did to you that night. Especially when I buried my head between those sweet legs of yours and made you scream my name so loud you could've woken up the entire town. There’s no faking the way your pussy clamped down on my finger when you came.”
“Lucky me. You’re going to have to do more than dirty-talk me to get me to have sex with you again,” she replied, her breath coming out unsteadily, despite her smooth expression.
I ran a finger down her cheek, caught her chin, and tipped it up. “I bet you’d love it if I kissed you right here. Maybe you’d even like me to take you up against the wall.” I pressed my hips against hers, rolling them in a gentle circle, and she let out a tiny moan. The sound went straight to my cock. “You could wrap your legs around my waist, and I could bury myself deep inside of you where you need me. All you have to do is ask me nicely.”
“I’m not asking you for anything,” she breathed, her eyes flashing a challenge at me. “So don’t hold your breath.”
I pressed closer, rolling against her core. “I noticed you haven’t asked me to let go of you yet, either.” I lowered my face to hers. “You want me to kiss you. Touch you. Fuck you. Admit it.” Another small moan escaped her, and there was no denying the desire in her eyes.
“Just do it already, damn it.”
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Elle Raven is a new and upcoming Aussie author who lives in Adelaide, South Australia with her husband and three young children. Elle can usually be found with her iPad or laptop computer permanently glued to her. She began writing from a very young age. In fact Elle used to write plays and musicals when she was in high school. Having such a flamboyant personality she even performed in them herself Always an 'actress' and always the star.
Elle loves reading and writing about an alpha-male hero. If she can't read about one that is alpha enough to suit her she will take it upon herself to write one.
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