She bucks against me and moans. I bend to taste her tender skin...
She sheds her clothes for other men and dances naked in the spot lights. She doesn’t belong to anyone.
They call her the ice queen, but there is fire in her eyes.
One taste won’t be enough. I need to claim her. My obsession could destroy me.
If I fall for the Haitian beauty, my first mission might be my last.
About the Author
Born in Manhattan, Olivia Rigal spent her youth going back and forth between the United States and France. She lived and studied in both countries. While studying she kept herself busy with a variety of jobs. She worked in the Clignancourt Flea Market as well as in a Parisian recording studio. In Manhattan, she was a dog groomer and then an administrative assistant in a famous English auction house. Olivia settled in France to raise her family. She travelled throughout South East Asia and has a special fondness for Laos and Thailand. When her law practice does not keep her busy in Paris, she runs away to write novels in her Florida home next to MacArthur Beach State Park. In December 2012 she started publishing short novels in English as an independent. Early 2014, she began translating them into French. The story she tells stand alone. However her characters often meet so you can run into them again in several stories. She loves to chat with readers so go hang out with her on Facebook.