Sebastian York
I was raised on the streets, so I know things are rarely as simple as they appear—especially this rich girl showing up at my pawnshop demanding a job.
She's the most tempting thing I've ever seen, and I'll be damned if I can make her leave.
Shit just got complicated ... but when it comes to her, I want complicated.
We're both fighting our own demons, and our only chance at a future is to let go of the past.
But will
...I did it. I married a billionaire.
My reasons are my own, but the last thing I expected was to feel owned.
I may have taken vows, but I'm still determined to be me.
Now his rules are taking over my world, but I'm not the kind of girl to just obey.
There's only one problem: I might actually be falling for him ...
I have no idea how this marriage is going to go, but holding onto a piece of myself while succumbing to
...I've got a big... ego and an even bigger bank account. That's pretty much where my bio ends. Honestly, I don't need to say anything else. I've just sold 99% of women on going home with me.
Do I sound like a jerk to you? That's because I am.
And guess what? It works for me just fine.
Or at least it did. Until I met her.
Books talk about sparks flying. Screw that. With her, it was like emergency flares mixed with jet fuel.
...My wife. I love saying those words. She's mine, and if she thinks I'm going to let her run without tracking her down and bringing her back to where she belongs—with me—then she's about to be introduced to a new reality. Because I'll fight dirty to give her the happily ever after she deserves.
Dirty Together is the final book in the Dirty Billionaire Trilogy and should be read following Dirty Billionaire and
...The only permanent thing in my life is the ink I put on my clients.
I drift from city to city, in and out of beds, from one tattoo shop to the next.
Every time I start to put down roots, I rip them up.
Until New Orleans.
Until her.
She's everything I'm not.
Full of fire and life. An innocent where I'm a sinner.
I want to consume her. Protect her. Keep her.
But first, I have to escape from beneath
...I used to believe there were lines in life you don't cross.
Don't lie. Don't cheat. Don't steal.
Until I learned people don't always practice what they preach.
I turned in my badge and gun and walked away from everything.
Then I got the call no one wants, and I'm back in New Orleans.
What I don't expect is for her to be here too.
Another line you don't cross?
Don't touch your best friend's little sister.
She's
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