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.

The secrets of the past never remain buried. Somehow, they always find a way of leaking into the present, forcing people to face their demons and confront the haunting truths they have tried so desperately to keep hidden. Isaac 25, Exotic Dancer... likes to party and have a good time. What can I say? I like to have fun. Do I party hard? Yes. Do I make all the guys around me hot under the collar? Also, yes. But what's my favorite thing to do? Annoy the heck out of a certain uptight, ex-army boy whose muscles are way too big for his body. Seriously. We get it. You work out, dude... but also, I want you. Right here. Right now. Nope! Not going to admit that! Never. Ever. So, forget what you just heard and move along, please. Jared 28, Exotic Dancer, ex-army... spends most of his time making sure that a certain blue-haired pain stays out of trouble. Why do I do this? He annoys me to no end. Constantly playing pranks and always getting on my nerves. Yet, for some reason, I always find myself looking out for him. Making sure that he's safe and stays out of trouble. So, when the boss asks Isaac to revisit his painful past, of course, I'm there to protect him. He's going to need all the moral support he can get. Also, if anyone touches him, they're going to be introduced to a whole new level of pain. Just don't tell Isaac. I still have a reputation to keep. This is an MM Dark Romance filled with bad men doing bad things. Content Kidnapping, violence, off-screen assault, 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.

Trust. It is the basis on which we build our relationships. When we trust someone, we allow that person control over our lives and our emotions. But if that trust is lost, it can lead us down a dark and lonely path. Diesel 25, Stripper, emotionally damaged and just about as selfish as one can be. Never trust anyone. I learned that lesson the hard way. After suffering the ultimate betrayal, I came to realize that life is nothing but a dark and lonely place. Am I guarded? Yes. Do I care only about myself? Also, yes. So why is it a surprise when I sneak out of the house to find myself a random hookup? Do I wish I hadn’t? Of course. But not because I feel guilty for what I did or for the fact that I treated the guy like dirt. I regret my decision because now I have to see my hookup's smug face every day! It’s like I’m being punished for having a one-night stand and running off before the other guy even had a chance to… well, you know how it goes. Zero 30, Private investigator… devilishly handsome and a hunter of evil men. Bad decisions. We all make them. We spend countless hours hating ourselves and wondering how we could have made such a horrible mistake. And I’m no exception. My bad decision is sitting right across from me, eating breakfast. He’s got that egotistical and sly look on his face. Seriously, I’ve never met a more selfish person in my entire life. So, when I’m forced to work with him, I realize that perhaps it’s time that someone taught this selfish bloke a lesson. Content Violence, alcohol and substance abuse, foul language, and loads of steamy scenes.