Playing nice with the enemy isn’t nearly as hard as I thought it would be.
But can I survive falling for this King?
Fallen King, an all-new red-hot age-gap, workplace standalone romance from bestselling author Bella Matthews, is available now!
Long live the King
Growing up as the oldest Kingston sibling, I knew what was expected of me.
King Corp. was my legacy, and my siblings were my responsibility.
The world was ours for the taking. For the living.
But I neglected to live it for myself . . . until her.
Daphne Brenner wasn’t meant to be part of the deal.
I never intended to acquire a new assistant with my new hockey team, but here she is.
Constantly challenging me. Continually Intriguing me. Never backing down.
Even if I’m the villain in her fairytale.
He stole my legacy, and now he holds the key to my future.
When he sold our family’s hockey team to Max Kingston, my father destroyed my dreams without a second thought. And that was only his first betrayal.
Now I have to play nice with my new boss in order to carve out my new future.
But when long days and late nights lead to so much more, I realize I’m falling for the intensely arrogant, beautiful man who quietly puts everyone else’s needs before his own.
Playing nice with the enemy isn’t nearly as hard as I thought it would be.
But can I survive falling for this King?
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Excerpt
“We shouldn’t do this, Miss Brenner. You work for me.” The words feel like acid leaving my mouth as everything south of it rebels at the idea of rejecting her. But I refuse to be the guy who takes advantage of the situation.
She untangles her hands from the front of my shirt and runs them up my forearms. Her fingers trace the lines of my tattoo. Her dark-purple nails are a stark contrast to her pale skin.
Nails that would feel amazing scouring my back once we’re both stripped of our clothes. “I do work for you, Mr. Kingston. And you know what the one good thing my piece-of-shit father did for me was?” Without giving me a chance to answer, she leans closer, bringing her lips to the shell of my ear and dropping her voice. “He gave me a twelve-month contract. You can’t fire me for an entire year. We might as well have some fun. I promise you, nothing needs to change. You’ll still drive me crazy Monday morning.”
“I’m not looking for a girlfriend, Daphne.” She’s saying all the right things. But when something seems too good to be true, it usually is.
“Good. Because the last thing I need is someone else who thinks they have a say over the way I live, Max. I’ve had enough of that to last a lifetime.”Her eyes dance between mine. “And I’m not looking for it now.”
I move closer, erasing any space between us. “Are you sure?”
My entire body riots at the idea that she could change her mind. But I ask it anyway because it’s the right thing to do.
Daphne nods her head with a beautiful smile on her lips. “Words, Miss Brenner. I need to hear the words.”
Excitement is hot.
But consent is fucking sexy.
Her fingers tighten on my arms. “I’m sure, Mr. Kingston. Now get me out of here.”
I reach into my pocket and pull three-hundred-dollar bills from my wallet and throw them on the bar. “Hey, Sawyer.” I wait for him to look up. “Can you tell Becks to catch an Uber back?”
Sawyer looks between Daphne and me and raises a brow. “Yeah. I’ve got ya covered.”
I frame Daphne’s face in both my hands. “Do you need to text your friends?”
“I’ll do it from the car.”
“No, baby. You’re going to be doing other things in the car. Text your friends.”
She untangles her hands from the front of my shirt and runs them up my forearms. Her fingers trace the lines of my tattoo. Her dark-purple nails are a stark contrast to her pale skin.
Nails that would feel amazing scouring my back once we’re both stripped of our clothes. “I do work for you, Mr. Kingston. And you know what the one good thing my piece-of-shit father did for me was?” Without giving me a chance to answer, she leans closer, bringing her lips to the shell of my ear and dropping her voice. “He gave me a twelve-month contract. You can’t fire me for an entire year. We might as well have some fun. I promise you, nothing needs to change. You’ll still drive me crazy Monday morning.”
“I’m not looking for a girlfriend, Daphne.” She’s saying all the right things. But when something seems too good to be true, it usually is.
“Good. Because the last thing I need is someone else who thinks they have a say over the way I live, Max. I’ve had enough of that to last a lifetime.”Her eyes dance between mine. “And I’m not looking for it now.”
I move closer, erasing any space between us. “Are you sure?”
My entire body riots at the idea that she could change her mind. But I ask it anyway because it’s the right thing to do.
Daphne nods her head with a beautiful smile on her lips. “Words, Miss Brenner. I need to hear the words.”
Excitement is hot.
But consent is fucking sexy.
Her fingers tighten on my arms. “I’m sure, Mr. Kingston. Now get me out of here.”
I reach into my pocket and pull three-hundred-dollar bills from my wallet and throw them on the bar. “Hey, Sawyer.” I wait for him to look up. “Can you tell Becks to catch an Uber back?”
Sawyer looks between Daphne and me and raises a brow. “Yeah. I’ve got ya covered.”
I frame Daphne’s face in both my hands. “Do you need to text your friends?”
“I’ll do it from the car.”
“No, baby. You’re going to be doing other things in the car. Text your friends.”
Author Bio
About Bella
Bella Matthews is a Jersey girl at heart. She is married to her very own Alpha Male and raising three little ones. You can typically find her running from one sporting event to another. When she is home, she is usually hiding in her home office with the only other female in her house, her rescue dog Tinker Bell by her side. She likes to write swoon-worthy heroes and sassy, smart heroines with a healthy dose of laughter thrown in.
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