Conquering Love

By Xan Tucker

Dillon Knight is a successful businessman and the state Senator for Illinois. He is white, handsome, exudes intelligence and charisma and is is every woman's dream. Every woman except Tuesday Cole.
Tuesday Cole is a successful Chicago attorney. She is a strong-minded and motivate black woman. She's determined to succeed and desperately keen to avoid any sort of emotional entanglement which will get in the way of her ambition to become the next senator of Illinois.
When the two meet for the time there is a mutual attraction and something is awaken in Dillon that he hasn't experienced before. Could he be falling in love with Tuesday?
Whether he is or not doesn't matter to Tuesday. She only knows what she wants is his job and pushes against his advances at every turn. Not interested in having anything other than a casual relationship with him.
But Dillon won't give up that easily. He's prepared to sacrifice a lot for Tuesday and when her crazed ex-boyfriend shows up and begins a campaign of stalking and harassment against her and issuing threats against her life, Dillon knows that he will have to act to save the woman he loves whether she loves him back or not.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xan Tucker
• Release date: Feb 27, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463163191

Xan Tucker

Xan Tucker is a poetry and romance writer. She is from Hughes, Arkansas and currently resides in Atlanta, Georgia. She has a Bachelors of Arts in Political Science and dual Masters in Public Administration and Business Administration. She is a Business Analyst and entrepreneur by day. As a lover of words, she is a writer by night. Xan's passion for writing began early in life and she accredits her mother's influence to her passion. Xan's creativity and ability to wordplay makes her a prolific writer. In addition to writing, she enjoys cooking, running, volunteering, and traveling abroad and stateside.

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Conquering Love

About the author

Xan Tucker is a poetry and romance writer. She’s from Hughes, Arkansas and currently resides in Atlanta, Georgia. Conquering Love is her second self-published work. Her first published work: Writings from the Soul – A Love Story is a compilation of poems.

Xan has a Bachelor of Arts in Political Science and Masters in Public Administration and Business Administration. She is a lover of love but likes a little thrill as well. You will find that most, if not all, of her romance stories will have a crazy, wild twist. In addition to writing, she enjoys cooking, running, volunteering, and traveling abroad and stateside.

You may keep in contact with Xan via social media. Facebook: www.facebook.com/authorxantucker and Instagram: @authorxantucker. Also, check out her website: www.xantucker.com and stay abreast news, upcoming projects, and announcements.

Conquering Love

Copyright © 2016 by Xan Tucker

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Acknowledgements

I would like to send a heartfelt THANK YOU to everyone who played a vital role in making this book possible. Thank you all for believing in me, supporting me, encouraging me, and being a listening ear and watchful eyes. Many thanks to you all. There are too many individuals to name. Just know the constant support and encouragement is much appreciated. – Xan Tucker (Your new favorite author)

This book is dedicated to all the men that are not afraid to fight for and protect the woman who has stolen their hearts. Thank you for being persistent when we are too stubborn to see or too fearful to acknowledge the obvious. Love, relationships, and partnerships require work and often times we don’t acknowledge your hard work. Thank you to those of you who don’t mind putting in the work for the love you deserve.

Thank you to all my readers! Enjoy!

-Xan Tucker

Dillon Knight, one of Chicago’s most successful politicians and businessmen and every woman’s dream come true. His masculine build left a woman’s mouth-watering and eyes wide. Standing six feet, four inches tall with an athletic build, clean-cut blond hair, and light brown eyes, what was there not to love about the man? He demanded the attention of everyone when he entered the room, and damn it, he had everyone’s attention at the moment. Everything about the man said he was money. From the way his navy blue designer suit hugged his muscular arms and shoulders to his overly expensive designer shoes. This man was hot and he knew it. And so did the three hundred-plus women in the venue. Dillon maneuvered through the crowd to seek his seat at the front, as he’s the guest speaker for a fundraising event to raise awareness of the continued violence in Chicago’s inner city neighborhoods. An expected event for a senator who is up for re-election soon.

Dillon surveyed the room, taking in its chic and modern décor. The room was tastefully decorated in black-and-white paisley patterns with hints of color here and there. It definitely wasn’t his preferred choice in décor, but it worked well for the atmosphere created. Soft jazz music played as guests began arriving and socializing. Dillon could hardly believe that he had made Chicago home and sparked a successful political career. Now that he was up for re-election, he knew things in his life would get hectic soon enough. He made his rounds, cordially interacting with his political counterparts and community leaders.

Tuesday Cole paced the floor, yelling at her best friend of twenty-three years to get a move on. She hated being late to any event, especially ones that were as important as the one tonight. Tuesday hadn’t made her reputation as a prestigious attorney in Chicago by being late. Since she was making a bid for the state senate, she made it her business to attend political events as much as possible. Tonight’s event was important because she would get to personally size up her competition. She’d seen the charismatic, unbelievable sexy Dillon Knight several times, but she had yet to meet him personally. She planned to change that tonight if her supermodel best friend, Kristy Lauderdale, would get a move on it.

The event was scheduled to start in thirty-five minutes, and here they were still at her best friend’s condo downtown. Without traffic, and there was always traffic in Chicago, you were looking at a thirty-minute drive. Damn it, Tuesday cursed herself for even inviting Kristy.

Come on, Kris, you know how important it is for me to be on time and make my rounds with the powers that be. It was pointless, as Tuesday was yelling at a closed bedroom door.

Okay, hon. I’m almost done. I promise. Three more minutes.

Two, and if you aren’t out by then, I’m leaving without you. And you know I will do it.

Tuesday paced the floor, criticizing herself for not going with the original black dress she had laid out for the night. But black was so cliché, and she was anything but. At five feet, six inches tall, caramel brown skin, natural hair that was currently straight, dark brown eyes, full hips, she was in immaculate shape. The dress she had decided on for tonight revealed that shape for the world to see. Her royal blue, knee-length dress was hugging her voluptuous hips and proudly showed her long legs. She was sure to catch the attention of several men, including Senator Knight. That is, of course, if he were interested in black women.

Finally, Kris appeared from behind the closed doors, and as much as Tuesday hated to admit it, she was stunning. Kris would definitely be getting a lot of attention tonight from all men, regardless of their race preference. Pulling her by the arm, Tuesday headed toward the door.

Damn it, Kris, we are late again. By the way, you look stunning. And you should because it took long enough.

Kris laughed but decided not to respond.

My car or yours? Tuesday asked.

Definitely not yours with your bad driving ass.

After getting settled in Kris’s red sports car, only fitting for an international supermodel, they were speeding through traffic. Miraculously, they arrived in one piece within twenty-five minutes.

Tuesday and Kristy entered the room just as Dillon took the podium. Tuesday rolled her eyes at Kris for making her late yet again. To make matters worse, they were seated near the front next to the podium. Clearly, she would be noticed, with Kristy turning heads all the way to their seats.

Thanks a fucking lot, Kris.

Dillon watched Tuesday Cole with keen eyes, and an odd chilled came over him as she sashayed her way to the table closest to the podium. He felt an odd attraction to the woman who he knew as Tuesday Cole, a prestigious criminal defense attorney who was obviously after his seat in the state senate. Putting on his political game face, one he had perfected over the years with his charming and pleasant expression, he glanced around the room and knew he had grabbed everyone’s attention. It was the same charming smile and pleasant expression that had women swooning at him. Speaking, Dillon glanced around the room, making eye contact and observing his listeners. They were honed in, and most of the women were hanging on to his every word. Dillon and Tuesday’s eyes locked, and something sparked. He shifted at the podium and continued to speak, but he made sure he didn’t make eye contact with Tuesday, or anyone at her table, for that matter, the duration of his speech.

Why are we here again? Kristy