Vincent Lardo

Sabrina Wright.She was perched on a faux leather stool at Bar Anticipation looking exactly as she did in her author photo on the jacket of her latest bestseller, Desperate Desire. Her ebony hair was drawn back so severely from her scalp as to render her startled at what e'er she looked upon and, I...

Prolog Mittwoch, 25. Juni Er folgte dem schmalen Pfad, bis dieser scharf nach links abbog. Als er die Wendung erreichte, hielt er unvermittelt an, wohl wissend, wie steil der Boden abfiel hinter der Wand aus Reben und Dornensträuchern, die sich vor ihm aufbaute. Er stand am Rand einer etwa...

ONE I am lying facedown on the leather-padded massage table clad immodestly in my heather-gray briefs while a curvaceous masseuse in a rather abbreviated nurse's uniform strokes my left hand, one finger at a time. Seductive music—^Ravel's Bolero, I believe—floats on the jasmine-scented...