Cat’s life is falling apart – her boyfriend’s dumped her, she’s lost her home and she’s about to quit her job. Her boss, Brent, has a solution: become his wife for a year, to help him land a big promotion. But Cat’s had a taste of Brent before, and she knows he’s a bad boy who loves women and leaves them. So she agrees to marry him, but tells him there’s to be no sex. He adds his own condition: if she as much as talks to another man in that time, she must pay, by acting out 12 of Brent’s kinkiest sex fantasies. When she breaks the rule, the forfeit is on: but opening up and letting Brent into her heart, as well as her bed, could be the most dangerous game of all …
So she must have been mad to agree to this marriage, which was why she’d said no sex. No sex meant he didn’t get in her head and mess with her. So why the fuck had she been so stupid and broken one of the clauses? And how had he found out and come up with this pay-off? Playing out his fantasies. He was mad. But he wasn’t getting to her. Last night had been a one-off; last night he’d caught her unawares. And no wonder. She’d been desperate; she’d not had a shag for a year. Tonight would be different. Tonight she knew what to expect; tonight she was ready for fantasy number two. All she had to do was accept the sex, let her body play the game and then walk away.
She shook her head impatiently and stood up. Being maudlin wasn’t helping anything. She’d got herself into this, and she’d get herself out. Eventually. But first she had a date with the devil. She grinned, for the first time in 12 months feeling strangely giddy. Maybe she just needed to figure out a way of showing the devil a trick or two he wasn’t expecting.
Guest Post by Zara Stoneley
Hi Ali and thanks for having me here!
One question I’m often asked is what I do all day, so I thought I’d try and give you some idea :)
I’m very much a routine kind of person, but since starting to write full time I’ve found I dip in and out of it – some weeks I stick to my day to day routine fine, but other weeks it seems to go to pot – which can send me into a panic if I’m not careful, as I’m a very ordered Virgo at heart!
At one time I was sure I was a morning person as far as productive work went, it would be breakfast, coffee (I have to have coffee to kick start me!) and then get down to work. But for some reason that doesn’t work when I’m writing. Mornings are best for checking emails, writing blog posts, plotting, socialising (I love twitter) and unless I’m really snowed under with work I like to get out for a walk.
Then I usually find that once I get into the afternoon a sense of urgency sets in and I can start writing properly. On a good day, if I know where the story is going and know my characters well, I can write anything between one and three chapters, on a bad day I struggle to get 1000 words out. I don’t really like to think of ‘sticky patches’ as writer’s block – I think it is more a case that you get saggy middle syndrome when you are trying to force the story in a direction it shouldn’t be going. I find that getting a pen and paper out and looking at the characters motivations and conflicts for a couple of hours (or a day!) will set me back on the right path again.
I’m hopeless when it comes to housework, but as my son complains very loudly if I don’t cook dinner at a reasonable time then that is one thing that I break off work for. In the evening I often spend some time scribbling down ideas for new stories, or I might get new insight into my characters. Serious writing doesn’t often happen as I need peace and quiet, and demands to help with my teenage son’s homework, listen to his guitar playing or having the cat jump on me completely destroys any hopes of finishing a chapter off!
About the Author
Zara is a writer and lover of all things romantic, from the sensual to the sexual, who knows that naughty can be nice. She lives in the UK, but whenever she can she heads off in search of some sunshine and inspiration for her stories.
She love sexy high heels...good food....good wine....music...coffee (lots and lots of coffee)... and Italy. All things Italian from the countryside to the culture, the wine to the food...and of course the sexy men.
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