Torn Between 8: Seduced by the Billionaires

By Emma Rose

Secrets are revealed that threaten to keep Tyler and Cami apart forever. But they get unexpected help friends...friends who share a common enemy: Eddie Dunning.

His lover no longer under his dominance, Eddie desperately tries to regain control. But now that she is free to love Tyler, Cami is determined to bring her ex-over down. Will she get the revenge she desires or will Eddie regain dominance over her once and for all?

This serial is the eighth and final installment in the popular adult romance series, TORN BETWEEN, by bestselling author, Emma Rose.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Emma Rose
• Release date: Sep 11, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311822567

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Torn Between 8: Seduced by the Billionaires

By

Emma Rose

Copyright © 2014 by Emma Rose

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. All characters in this book are eighteen years or older.

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Torn Between 8: Seduced by the Billionaires

From the outside looking in, Tyler’s office represented the kind of scene that one would only see in a movie. Cami was in one straight back office chair, twisting a Kleenex in her hands, staring at the floor. Tyler sat on the opposite side in the matching chair, sans Kleenex, but also staring downward so full of nervous energy his gaze could have polished the top of his shoes. In between the fighting lovers was Mistress Rebecca, sitting atop Tyler’s desk. Her spiked stilettos and form-fitting black dress stood out in contrast to Tyler’s subdued office. The riding crop lying across her lap accentuated her appearance as she held court.

So let me get this straight, Mistress Rebecca sneered, her voice a layered mixture of sarcasm, disbelief, instruction and control. Cami, you were Eddie Dunning’s submissive sex slave while he was blackmailing you and Dr. Sovich?

Yes, but I didn’t know he was blackmailing Dr. Sovich until the end of the arrangement, Cami hurried to say in her defense.

You knew he was trying to put me out of business the whole time you were fucking him! Tyler sputtered angrily.

I wasn’t fucking him, Tyler. HE was fucking ME! Cami shot back.

Well, apparently he was fucking me too! Tyler countered.

Why would you care? Cami cried in anger pointing at the dominatrix in the center. YOU were fucking HER.

THWACK! The sharp stringent sound of the riding crop against the wood of the desk cut through the air and their argument like Moses parting the sea. Silence fell on both sides of the sound line.

Children, Mistress Rebecca began in a clear, tempered voice. Rebecca never yelled; she didn’t have to. Listen to me very carefully or we will be here all night.

Yes, Mistress, the battling lovers said in unison.

Cami was not fucking Eddie. She was serving him. Tyler was definitely not fucking me. He was serving me. No one is better and no one is worse than anyone else. Cami has made mistakes. Understandable ones. Tyler has made mistakes. Understandable ones. So we are all on the same field and we all have the same goal. Agreed?

The two nodded, relieved to have this solved for them so the fighting could stop and the future continue. Against her better judgment, Cami raised her hand as if she were a school kid.

Yes? Mistress Rebecca worked hard not to laugh out loud at the gesture.

Um...Mistress…may I ask a question? Cami ventured hesitantly. Mistress Rebecca held out her crop, like a scepter and pointed in Cami’s direction as an understood sign of permission. Well, I definitely agree we just need to wipe the slate clean and start over. And I want to do that. But I’m not very clear about something.

And what would that be? The dominatrix asked.