THE TYCOON'S OBSESSION
Lykaios Family - Book One
by D.A. Lemoyne
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Release Date: September 25, 2024
Cover Design: Angela Haddon
Photographer: Michelle Lancaster
Model: David
Genre: Billionaire Romance StandaloneTropes: Age gap, second chance, alpha hero, mistaken identity
Synopsis
He is Greek, CEO, and almost twenty years older.
She is a young American on her first international trip.
He became her protector when she needed one.
She became the obsession he didn't plan for.
Christos
Until I met her, there was only room in my life for inhuman work hours and casual sex.
I never had addictions until I found Zoe, a waitress on one of the ships in a fleet I intended to buy.
My desire was instant, as well as my determination to bring her to my bed.
She gave me one night and then fled from me.
No, she thought she could escape from me, but there was no way I would let her escape while my desire for her remained unsatisfied.
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Excerpt
Zoe
The office door is closed, as usual, but I can hear music inside.
A saxophone.
He mentioned once, at our only date in Spain, that he played the instrument—usually when he was stressed.
The soft melody takes over the house, calming the anxious beat of my heart. In a sort of trance, I walk towards the sound. It’s almost like a calling.
The music gets louder as I approach. I don’t know if he wants to see me, but we’ve spent too much time apart. I feel hungry for him after what I found out today, guilt-free.
I look down at my feet, working up the courage to touch the doorknob. I take a deep breath and slowly open the door.
I lift my head, and he’s playing with his back to me, apparently lost in his own world. I feel like an intruder and turn to leave.
“Don’t go.”
In my head, it’s like a replay of when we first met, as if life is allowing us a fresh start.
“I’m sorry for interrupting you,” I say, watching him place the saxophone on top of an armchair. “No, it’s a lie. I don’t regret coming in. I’ve been away too long, Christos. I want you.”
Christos
I’ve waited a long time for this.
The time when I would make her mine again.
I know that despite what she said, she’s nervous, but she’s also turned on. Her eyes sparkle and her cheeks have a brighter shade of pink.
I get closer, overwhelmed by her beauty. “You’re perfect.”
Zoe shakes her head and raises her burnt hand. “Not anymore.”
“You will always be perfect for me.”
“I don’t usually believe compliments. People seem to say what we want to hear, but I feel beautiful next to you.”
We are close but not touching.
“You said you want me. Taste me.”
“I don’t know how to seduce anyone.”
“Just breathe, Zoe. Just one breath from you makes me horny.”
She glues our bodies together, then closes her eyes for a few seconds. “Just like last time.”
“What?”
“The same tingle. The shivers. Being close to you is like being able to touch the sun, Christos.”
I can’t resist moving my mouth down the silky skin of her face. Soft and feminine. Her fragrance . . .
She places her hand on my chest and, like me, breathes in my scent. At that moment, we are two animals, male and female, recognizing their partner.
A hand comes to my face.
“I remember everything from that night. I wanted to forget, but I couldn’t,” she says.
“I won’t let you forget. This time, I’m going to mark you so deeply that you won’t be able to leave.”
I take her mouth in a needy kiss, even more urgent than the one we shared in my office.
Licking, sucking.
An erotic, wanton, immoral contact.
Soon, kisses are no longer enough; I want to feel her skin.
I want to see and touch her. I want to taste her with my tongue and my teeth. Hear her groans and screams for more.
I pick her up and head upstairs to the room I’m staying in.
After I lay her down, I take a step back, my eyes devouring her sexy body, covered by a light dress.
She doesn’t seem willing to wait, so she comes to me. She bites my chin and runs her finger along the collar of my shirt. She opens a button and kisses the patch of skin there, then bites once more.
“I missed you so much,” she says.
Uninhibited now, she opens the rest of the buttons. But because she does it with one hand, it takes time, so I take the opportunity to watch her.
“Look at me, Zoe.”
“I dreamed of touching you,” she says. She finally gets rid of the shirt.
“I can’t allow that today. I can’t take it easy or wait.”
I run a finger along the neckline of her dress and then run my tongue along the valley of her breasts.
“Oh . . .”
“Too much fabric.” I pull the garment over her head, and she lifts her arms to help me.
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About the Author
D.A. Lemoyne embarked on her writing journey in August 2019. Since then, she has written more than 70 books and several bestselling series, captivating readers along the way.
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