Ever heard of the virgin romance author?

Now you have. Spoiler alert: it’s as unfortunate as it sounds.

My roommate thinks I should do some research to greatly help my article writer’s block.

Whenever a billionaire publishing executive rejects my reserve, she has the perfect idea.

The perfectly terrible notion of tricking him into bidding on me through a BDSM site.

I understand how it sounds. Crazy. Stupid. Irresponsible. Check, check, check. I couldn’t agree even more.

Yes, he’s virtually dripping with sex appeal. Yes, any female with about The Dom’s Virgin: A Dark Billionaire Romance a pulse would kill for a “hello” from him. And yes, he appears like he belongs on the movie screen.

But as far as I’m concerned, he’s simply the jerk who rejected my publication, and everything I value is getting a chance to simply tell him off personally. That’s it. Mainly.

Then again, maybe my roommate includes a point. A night time with him would probably give me enough material to fill up half a reserve.

He wants greater than a night time, though. He wants a month. And he wants me to sign a contract stating I’m completely and totally his.

I can indication the contract and basically end up being the heroine from one of my books, or I can say no and continue living my normal, boring existence. Hmm, tough call…

**This is definitely a full-length, standalone billionaire BDSM romance. No cheating or cliffhangers, so that as always, Happily Ever After assured.