Harlow: The man of the house and I aren’t exactly friendly per se. We live on different floors, so we don’t see each other most of the time. So how was I supposed to know that Sam could hear my music? I was minding my own business doing aerobics … in a bikini … okay, less than a bikini … when the doctor bursts in like a wild man! Creamy curves came flying out, bare and luscious, but what I didn’t expect? That the gorgeous physician liked what he saw. Sam: I more than liked what I saw. I CRAVED what I saw. After all, Harlow’s been growing up fast. Maybe we don’t interact much...

After years of sabotaging my body and blaming my family for the loss of my love, I've refused to be a part of our Mafia involvement. Then my usual Indulgence service arrives, and for the first time in years, my body comes alive. I can feel. The only problem is the girl in my arms. The one I crave is not the girl I ordered. No, it's my stepdaughter.

They thought she was unsuitable as a bride because she was mute. I thought that made her perfect. Silent. Invisible. I could pretend she didn’t even exist.

Three sinfully delicious single-dad billionaires. One fake marriage. I spend my days in the icy cold Alps, taking care of their babies. And they tip me generously at night, like only they can.

There are three gorgeous, growly groomsmen at the wedding, but only one sweet, generous bridesmaid ready to share. At my best friend’s wedding, I had the luck to meet not one handsome groomsman, but three. Trace is a real estate developer with bright blue eyes and the body of a Greek god. Tanner is a filthy rich banker whose black hair and chiseled physique make my mouth water. Tag is an attorney who’s growly, possessive and utterly masculine. All three of them have the need to CLAIM paired with the instincts of a possessive alpha male. Now they say they want a sassy, feisty curvy girl ...