One Night (Part 3)

By Erica Storm

This book (BWWM) is for adults 18 and over.

After all Carlson went through to get Samantha back, he couldn’t imagine there would be more surprises, but there were some waiting, and causing him unexpected problems. Randy was the last person he considered asking for help, but circumstances dictate that he consult Samantha’s womanizing brother.

Samantha never considered fighting to keep any man because she never found one that was worth it, until she met Carlson. Now she needs advice on how to rid herself of Carlson’s scheming ex-wife. She has three choices, consult her friend Tamika, walk away from Carlson and let his ex-wife have him, or take things into her own hands, which could get ugly and may include an old fashion beat down.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Erica Storm
• Release date: Aug 8, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310180187

Erica Storm

Hi, I'm Erica Storm and I write spicy erotica and erotic romance. I have over fifty short titles and box sets to arouse your senses. If you don't have the time to invest in a long novel, you can read my short stories on the go as you wait in the checkout lines. "When you read erotica you feel alive." Happy reading!

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General Erotica

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Forbidden Fruit

Waiting for the Teacher

Naughty Girl

Naughty Girls Box set

The Watcher

Fantasies

Satisfying Angela

The Billionaire’s Secret Parts 1 2 3

My Billionaire Stepbrother 1 2 3 4

Chapter 1: Carlson

I strode into work an unhappy disheartened man. The worst thing to happen to a man is when he is happy and thinks he has it all together and then everything falls apart. I’m in bed with the woman of my dreams, and I have just had the best sex of my life, then in walks my ex-wife, standing over us with her hands on her hips, and saying ugly things to the woman I love.

Sharon is the she witch of all she witches. If I were a man prone to violence, Sharon would have felt my wrath when she took my home in Long Island, and my 550 convertible Mercedes, as well as a large chunk of my hard earned money. But I manned up and let her screw me out of my money and dignity and I kept my mouth shut. 

Now she is back to torment me and looking for more.

Stopping at Randy’s office, I looked in and he was on the phone. He can’t fool me with his body language, he was talking to some woman he met Saturday night. I gestured for Randy to come to my office now. Before I could drop my leather satchel, he was standing behind me. I didn’t have to tell him to sit this time.

He made himself comfortable wearing a suspicious grin. I took my time hauling out the papers out of my