La Maison de M is a private gentlemen’s club where the rich and powerful come to relax, have a few drinks, and enjoy the company of hot young men. There’s no judgment here. Men are able to explore their fantasies and share in the pleasures that only a few lucky souls ever get the chance to experience. It is within these walls that secrets are shared, and vulnerabilities are discovered. There’s nothing more sinful than a man in the heated throes of passion. Levi 25, exotic dancer… secret romantic. It’s no secret. Men fall to their knees when I hit the stage. I’m young, flexible, and know how to work a room. Men seek my company to get a taste of what it’s like to be with a walking fantasy. It’s my job to bring men’s innermost thoughts and desires to life. When you escape an abusive household, having this kind of power over men can be… intoxicating. I love it. But all that changes when I meet a handsome, mysterious stranger—my knight in shining armor. I do my best to guard my heart against his roughness and charm, but the more I get to know him, the more my heart wants to give. But he’s hiding something. Behind those smoldering blue eyes and gorgeous, hungry smile, I know that he’s keeping something from me. Chase 32, former cop… hunts down evil men. Seriously. How am I supposed to get anything done when I’m stuck in a Speedo that should be illegal to wear in public? Like, seriously. Where is the rest of the material? I’m ready to give up on the whole darn mission when I spot him—a feisty young twink with intoxicating violet eyes and the body of a goddess. Watching him defend himself and take down someone nearly double his size has me impressed and feeling very… protective. I need to know him. I need to have him. This is an MM Dark Romance involving bad men doing bad things. Content Violence, alcohol abuse, foul language, and loads of steamy scenes.

Lies. We use them to misdirect, gain power over others, and even protect those whom we love. Sometimes, we even use them to convince ourselves of cold, hard truths. We can’t help it. Lying is a part of who we are. Matteo 43, Owner of La Maison de M... rich, powerful, keeper of secrets. Oh, and surrogate father to a mansion full of exotic dancing man-children. I'll be the first to admit that I'm no saint. I deal in the pleasures of the flesh. Wealthy men come to La Maison, searching for a good time—a place where they can indulge in their fantasies away from the judgemental eye of society. My private club provides them with that. So what if I use the opportunity to add to my fortune? Like I said, I never claimed to be a saint. Perhaps he's my punishment. Ares. The annoying cockroach who keeps resurfacing in my life. Just the mention of his name infuriates me. The man has no manners or class and does everything he can to get under my skin! So why does my heart keep begging for more? Ares 47, International arms smuggler, purveyor of exotic goods, and devilishly handsome... in that rough and scary kind of way. I'm wearing him down. No matter how many times Matteo tells me that he hates me and never wants to see me again, I know that deep down, it's all just for show. Really, he wants me. He's stubborn and proud and likes to pretend that he doesn't have feelings for me. But if that were true, why does he keep turning to me whenever he needs help? I know I hurt him, and if he ever found out the truth, he'd never speak to me again. But I can't let him go. He means too much to me, and I'll never stop loving him. No matter how many times he threatens my life or tells me to rot in hell, it's simply his version of flattery. Content Violence, alcohol abuse, foul language, and loads of steamy scenes.