Sometimes love is a three-piece puzzle.
If money makes the world go round, then the real estate market in New York is the engine that keeps it spinning. As one of Manhattan’s elite realty agents, it’s my job to wine, dine and do whatever it takes to close the deal. Yes sir, I act the part and look the part. Designer suit… immaculate. Hair… precision. Body… perfection. Well, maybe not quite, but I’m not about to let anyone know the flaw in this outwardly flawless power single.
So when my secret chink-in-the-armor begins to show, I’ll do whatever I need to protect myself, especially when it comes to putting Jax Lockhart — the newest, slickest, sexiest agent at Vanquest Realty — in his place.
With the help of my assistant Bailey, I’ll do what it takes to bring Jax down. The last thing I was ever expecting was to fall for the enemy… and my assistant Bailey too!
Without any possible rhyme or reason, I’ve been in love with my boss Ashton since the day I started working for him. I have no idea what this irresistible attraction is, especially when he’s the total opposite of me? He’s filthy rich and handsome beyond words, possessing the kind of confidence, ambition and uber-success that I could never match… or even want to match. That’s okay, I have no problems pining over him from afar while I live my quiet little life, looking after my Grammy and scraping together enough to pay the bills.
But then one day Jax Lockhart walks into the offices of Vanquest Realty… the very same Jax Lockhart I’d fallen head over heels in love with at the orphanage where we’d both grown up.
Now what was I to do? Continue dreaming about the boss I could never have? Or rekindle the flame that two kids shared a lifetime ago?
I’m tempted to keep both of my secret crushes a secret… until I find out that both Ashton and Jax each have secrets of their own.
HEARTLESS is an enemies-to-lovers, opposites-attract, hurt/comfort standalone 50k MMM romance, with steam, swoon and a love that will never die.
I turned to see Victor walking toward me. By his side was a guy so hot my knees almost buckled… although he wasn’t the kind of hot I was used to seeing in the Vanquest offices, or anywhere else in the realty business.
He had a rough diamond vibe happening.
His suit was slightly off kilter.
His skin was clearly in need of a good moisturizer, the kind they keep behind lock and key at the day spa.
And his hair and beard were in desperate need of Francois, my barber.
“Ashton, I said ‘are you alright?’” Victor repeated. “I got a call from the hospital. What happened to you?”
“Nothing. I just fell over.” I held up my right hand as exhibit A.
“Fell over. That’s not what they told me. They said you were hit by a bus.”
“Almost hit by a bus. Victor I’m fine.”
“Good, so long as you’re alive, that’s all that matters. Now, there’s someone I’d like you to meet.”
Beside me I sensed Bailey giving off a seriously weird vibe as he kept his eyes down and started drawing figure eights on the tiled floor with the toe of his shoe.
The hot guy held out his hand for me to shake. I offered him my right hand instinctively, then promptly changed it, pulling my bandaged hand back and offering him my left hand instead.
The hot guy graciously shook it, switching to use his left hand as well, happily accommodating my needs.
Victor introduced us. “Ashton, I’d like you to meet Jax. Jax Lockhart. He’s my newest shining star who’s ready to knock it out of the ballpark.”
“Really?” I said. “That’s exciting news. Where are you from, Jax?”
The rough-around-the-edges stud smiled, and I had to steel my knees yet again. There was something about him that I couldn’t quite put my finger on, a certain je ne sais quoi you might even say, although nothing like mine.
“I’m from the west coast. I’ve sold property everywhere from Malibu to Palm Springs, but I’m excited to take a bite out of the Big Apple now.”
Ouch, did he really say that?
How could someone look like a suited-up Son of Anarchy yet use a pun that painful?
It made him brim with a sense of something that irked me.
What was it?
No… it was authenticity.
He oozed authenticity.
It sent a shiver down my spine.
There was just something about authentic people that I didn’t quite trust.
This guy had an agenda, I could smell it a mile away.
Robin Knight is the author of gay fiction novels, novellas, and short stories, ranging in genre from gay adventure, gay romance, gay suspense, and gay comedies.
The heroes of Robin’s books love to spend their time jumping off the page, stumbling through misadventures, and falling in love.
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