Blinding Hate — Camiel Rollins

SHE IS A STRAY CAT WAITING TO BE TAMEDIn the sensual world of the elites, Cole is a game player. But he has more than the usual secrets up his sleeves and they are starting to unravel as the walls he's erected through the years crumbles, endangering Anna. The thing that he is protecting them from blindsides him. Losing control for a while, Cole' obsession with Anna takes a turn for the worse. Anna owns his heart and soul. What would he do when the dam breaks and she discovers his damning secrets?He knows. He knows that not even her love for him could save his soul by then. READER ADVISORY: This series contains erotic content that readers may find objectionable. Except: HE ASKED HER, "Do you trust me?"It was around midnight. They lay in the bed in his bedroom in the mansion, both naked after another bout of sweaty, glorious sex. They both felt relaxed and gratified. Anna's body felt sweetly numb with satisfaction. Yet, she was still inflamed, a state she found herself in all the time when close to Cole. She stared at him. In the soft light, his eyes glowed. He seemed. dangerous. She smiled and answered without hesitation. "Completely."He smiled, then turned to the side and opened the bedside drawer. He faced her again while hiding something behind his back."Let's try something new," he said, using his deepest, most seductive voice. He threw several objects on the bed. Three silk scarves. Her heart beat faster, a rhythm of deep thuds."Turn around," he ordered softly. Without waiting, he had her sit with her back turned to him. He passed one of the scarves around her eyes, blindfolding her. He tied it neatly at the back of her head. She became breathless. Fear coupled with excitement warred within her. She raised her hand to take it off, but Cole stopped her."Don't be afraid," he whispered in her ear.