Dark Desire (Book 2): A Dark Bad Boy Hitman Romance, #2

By Naomi West

This is book 2 of the Dark Bad Boy Hitman Romance! Book 3 is available everywhere now!

I've got blood on my hands and vengeance on my mind. But taking her changed everything.

My brother was never the same after he came home from the war.

The medicine was supposed to help him. To quiet his demons.

But it only set them loose.

Now, he's on death row for a crime that never should have happened.

Bad pharmaceuticals are to blame. More specifically, the bastards who make and sell them.

So I'm gonna hunt down the people who poisoned my brother's mind.

And I'm gonna force them to pay for what they did to my family.

But I didn't expect evil to take the form of a curvy, icy woman.

Emily West is a wicked temptation and a symbol of everything wrong with the world, all at once.

My mind is whirling.

Do I take her or do I break her?

I'd better decide quick.

Because the cops are banging on the door.

And if they catch me with a gun at the head of a Fortune 500 CEO…

I'm gonna get tossed in a cell of my own.

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Dane is a savage, filthy bad boy hitman who will stop at nothing to get the vengeance he seeks in this dark romance with sex from bestselling bad boy mob romance author Naomi West. DARK DESIRE is a new adult contemporary romance novel that will leave you gasping with its steamy intimate scenes, dark twists, and a surprise ending that you'll never see coming. So get your hands on this romance love story today!

• Language: English
• Publisher: MBK Hanson Inc.
• Release date: Nov 26, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393155324

Naomi West

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Dark Desire: A Dark Bad Boy Hitman Romance (Book 2)

By Naomi West

I’VE GOT BLOOD ON MY hands and vengeance on my mind. But taking her changed everything.

My brother was never the same after he came home from the war.

The medicine was supposed to help him. To quiet his demons.

But it only set them loose.

Now, he’s on death row for a crime that never should have happened.

Bad pharmaceuticals are to blame. More specifically, the bastards who make and sell them.

So I’m gonna hunt down the people who poisoned my brother’s mind.

And I’m gonna force them to pay for what they did to my family.

But I didn’t expect evil to take the form of a curvy, icy woman.

Emily West is a wicked temptation and a symbol of everything wrong with the world, all at once.

My mind is whirling.

Do I take her or do I break her?

I’d better decide quick.

Because the cops are banging on the door.

And if they catch me with a gun at the head of a Fortune 500 CEO...

I’m gonna get tossed in a cell of my own.

DANE IS A SAVAGE, FILTHY bad boy hitman who will stop at nothing to get the vengeance he seeks in this dark romance with sex from bestselling bad boy mob romance author Naomi West. DARK DESIRE is a new adult contemporary romance novel that will leave you gasping with its steamy intimate scenes, dark twists, and a surprise ending that you’ll never see coming. So get your hands on this romance love story today!

Chapter 1

Emily

Emily awoke to see Dane walking back into the study, glass of water in hand. He was still naked, his clothes left strewn around the office in haphazard piles. For her part, she still lay on the carpet, naked as the day she was born, her back pressed against the cool wall.

You're awake, he mumbled, as he came over and offered her the glass of water.

Emily smiled and sat up, her eyes taking in his form. Earlier had been the first time she'd seen him naked, but even she couldn't believe what great shape he was in. He could have been a model for Men's Health. No wonder he could take her so easily and virtually toss her around the room. She accepted the water with a mumbled, Thanks. She sat back against the wall, her body still beautifully sore in all the right ways, and took a sip to hydrate her dry throat.

I've been thinking, she said, after taking another sip and setting the glass aside. I can still get what you want and make the people who did this to Benton pay.

He made an unpleasant face as he grabbed his clothes from the floor and began pulling them back on. Yeah? he asked. What would that entail?

Just let me go back to BioSphere. With what I know, I can bring down Edward Barker, the man who pushed Hymalete this way. He's the one responsible, not the whole company.

His pants back on, he stopped and frowned at her before pulling his tight undershirt back over his head and smoothing it down his body. Think you could do that?

She nodded. I know I could, she said emphatically. I could get rid of all those people and ruin their careers.

Dane seemed to consider her words for a moment. Then, without saying anything one way or the other, he bent down and scooped up her discarded clothes, collecting them in one hand.

What . . . what are you doing with my clothes? she asked, then glanced up at his glowering face. Sir? she corrected.

I don't think you'll be going back. Not like that, he mumbled. You deleted those files, Emily. He sighed and shook his head as he dropped the handful of her clothes on the desk, then turned back to her. I can't let that slide.

But, that wasn't fair. She was sorry. She scrambled to her knees, the carpet pressing into her skin. But, Dane, I can still help you!

He shook his head and made a get up motion with his hand. Come on, he said.

Are you . . . what are you going to do to me? she asked, a note of panic entering her voice as she climbed to her feet

Just what you deserve for betraying me, he said, his voice flat.

She hung her head and stretched out her hand to him. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer as he pulled the dog chain and collar from his pants pocket. She pulled her hair up and off her neck, just like she'd gotten used to doing, and he slipped it around and closed it.

Her whole body began to shake with nervousness and expectation. So many times in the collar had been so awful, but so many had been wonderful as well. It was almost impossible for her body to know which was coming. She just knew that it would be some sort of sensory overload. She didn't know whether to be terrified or overjoyed in some sick way.

He grabbed up the chain and left the room, leading her naked from her office. She hung her head, her eyes focused on his feet as he led her back down the long hallway to her bedroom. He stopped in front of the closet door.

Oh God, not the chair again! Anything but the chair. She immediately whined deep in her throat, knowing she could handle it, but that it would still be awful and humiliating. Please, sir, she groaned. You can do whatever you want to me, just not that.

You're right, he said with a resigned sigh, as he opened the closet door and led her within, I can do whatever I want with you. And, unfortunately, your punishment is the chair, Emily. Now, come on.

She sat of her own free will in the chair, still marveling at how this had become her life. He grabbed the duct tape and strapped her into the dining room chair, her back arched in an uncomfortable position.

As Dane worked, he spoke to her. I'm leaving you alone, so you can think about what you've done and about the hurt you've caused me. Think about how you're leaving a man to die because of a drug your company pushed. I have to think about what to do with you now that you're useless to me.

That didn't sound good. What did he mean? Was he going to leave her here? Would he kill her? Sir, she said, trying to convince him one last time, I could still change things. You know I could.

He didn't reply. He just grabbed his tie and went behind her, making it into the makeshift blindfold again, blotting out the dim overhead light. I wish I could believe you, Emily, he said, as he cinched the knot tightly. But, look at where believing you has gotten me so far.

She made a whining noise again as he left the closet and shut the door.

At least he hadn't put the headphones, with that goddamned music, on her again. That was something to be thankful for.

But, still, she had no idea what he'd meant when he'd said she was useless. That last part worried her. She had to either