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Jason Dare’s long-awaited story! One protective alpha male plus one curvy damsel in distress equals an instant attraction they can’t deny.

Billionaire nightclub owner Jason Dare doesn’t stand a chance. From the moment he lays eyes on the luscious blonde stuck on the side of the road and realizes she’s in danger, he goes from playboy to bodyguard.

Faith Lancaster’s sweet body won’t come to any harm on his watch. And watch Faith he does. He can’t take his eyes off her. Jason will stop at nothing to keep Faith safe. Even if it means moving her into his apartment and letting her into his once private life.

Hiding from her past, Faith has spent the last year building her candy business into a profitable company while keeping to herself and staying under the radar… until she meets the delicious Mr. Dare. Alpha and irresistible, he awakens desires she has long denied. It doesn’t take her long to succumb to his charms and fall hard for the man.

They both have their reasons for keeping things casual but when Faith’s past catches up with her, can Jason finally claim the woman meant to be his?

He’s the bad boy her mother warned her about. The guy who makes her crave all the naughty things a good girl shouldn’t want.

Tanner Grayson is a man outrunning the demons of his past and has the rap sheet to prove it. The only thing keeping old anger in check and him on the straight and narrow are the men he calls brothers and the club he calls home. He has no business taking the sexy woman doing shots in his club upstairs to his bed.

They never should have crossed paths. But when Assistant District Attorney Scarlett Davis lays eyes on the hot as sin club owner, she decides he’s the birthday present she wants to unwrap at the end of the evening.

He tells himself it’s one night. She convinces herself she deserves a short break from her latest case. But one night isn’t enough and soon these two opposites are in deeper than they ever planned.

When Scarlett’s case collides with Tanner’s past, she sees the dangerous man he’s hidden beneath the cool veneer he presents to the world. Can she accept him for who he is? Or will she run from the bad boy who makes her feel so good?

Insta-love only happens in the movies. Insta-lust? That she’d buy into. Until she meets take-charge club owner Landon Bennett and falls head over heels at a glance.

When hot as sin Landon Bennet offers sexy songstress Vivienne Clark a summer residency at his popular Manhattan nightclub, it’s the opportunity of a lifetime and she can’t resist. Add in the man’s obvious interest and seductive attention and life is perfect. Until she puts together the pieces of his past.

Fate might have brought them together, but is the intimate relationship they’ve been building strong enough to overcome one painful fact. She’s the sister of the man who killed his twin.

With happy hour being celebrated loudly around him, Jason Dare stood on a balcony above the bar area and surveyed his domain, Club TEN29, a nightclub in Tribeca, an ode to the past and a reminder that the future wasn’t guaranteed. Despite the fact that his two partners were here, as were members of his actual family, he still felt very much alone.

Although solitary was a state of being he chose for reasons only he and his partners – men he considered his brothers – understood, sometimes it wasn’t easy, especially since they were very much in demand. As owners, they were becoming well known here and had had extremely positive press, and that made him a target – for those who wanted an in with the occasional high-brow guest, and for women with dollar signs in their eyes and hopes to snag a wealthy man. Jason didn’t engage. He was ultra-selective with the females he brought to his bed.

His life was the club, his partners, and his large family. He kept his circle close and minimized his risk of loss as best he could. That mantra defined him, extending into his love life, as well. After his father had blown his family sky-high, after he’d almost lost his sister to cancer when she was a child, after losing his partner Landon’s twin and Jason’s best friend back in college, he didn’t, couldn’t get close to people and risk more loss.

He didn’t get emotionally involved. Ever. A woman couldn’t expect anything more than the occasional hookup when it was convenient, but he enjoyed those moments of connection with the females he did allow into his bed. He had enough darkness in his life that when he let go, he wanted to enjoy and have fun.

“Jason, this has been an amazing night!” his sister, Sienna, said, throwing her arms around his neck and planting a kiss on his cheek.

He chuckled and smiled at her glowing face.

Her husband, Ethan Knight, grinned as he pulled her off him and into his arms. “She’s been liberal with the alcohol.” Ethan explained her exuberant enthusiasm. “Her first time out since having the baby.” He held his wife tight against him.

“I had fun! And now we’re going home to f–” Ethan placed a hand over Sienna’s mouth, sparing Jason from hearing about his sister’s love life. Jesus.

He shot the man a grateful look.

“And on that note, we’re leaving. We just wanted to say goodbye,” Ethan said with a smug grin on his face.

“Thanks for coming.” Jason extended his arm and shook Ethan’s hand. “And give that little bundle a kiss from her uncle Jase.”

Accepting this man as his sister’s husband had been an adjustment, one Jason was still making, considering Ethan had knocked up Sienna before anyone even knew they were together. They now had a baby girl named Lizzy, who Jason adored, and Ethan was a member of the family. More people for Jason to worry about. He watched them leave, acknowledging his sister was in good hands with the other man.

His gaze turned to his closest friends since their time together in college, now equal partners in Club TEN29. They stood huddled together around the bar with some of their repeat customers. Tanner Grayson was the night manager, and Landon Bennett was the head of Entertainment and Appearances, Brand Deals, and Promotions. After Landon’s twin died, he’d pulled into himself, while Tanner had spiraled, and it was only by sheer determination that he’d dragged himself out of the angry place he’d gone to and the trouble he’d gotten himself into.

Jason held the position of CEO. Together they were a solid mix of personalities and work ethic in a club that was merely two years old but becoming prominent in the night scene. They made sure Club TEN29 provided a memorable experience for everyone who stepped inside. There was no task too menial they wouldn’t handle personally if the need arose.

But Jason wanted more for their singular club. They had a stage on which customers danced but it wasn’t fully utilized, and although they’d put a lot of money into ads and promotions, they weren’t growing as fast as he would like. He just hadn’t figured out in which direction they needed to go in order to break out the way he wanted. Since Tanner and Landon thought things were fine as they were, Jason needed a fully fleshed-out plan before presenting it to them for a vote. Which was why he was meeting his cousin Gabe later on tonight. To hash out some ideas.

Gabriel Dare owned Elite, also a nightclub but one that operated on a scale Jason couldn’t imagine, one where people paid over five figures for a table and A-list celebrities visited often. They had clubs all over the world, including on the island of Eden, an exclusive invitation-only resort near the Bermuda Triangle.

He wanted to think things through before he met up with Gabe, and he couldn’t make decisions here, where the music blared and people partied. As much as Club TEN29 was home, Jason needed a break.

After clearing his departure with Tanner and Landon, Jason headed out into the cold air. He pulled his wool jacket around him and headed to his car. Despite it being impractical in the city, he liked having his Jag at his disposal.

Once he was enclosed in the luxurious interior and the heated seats and warmth began to surround him, he relaxed. He turned on some music and decided to drive around a little before heading to his cousin’s. This area of the city wasn’t the grid of ease that was Uptown Manhattan, and he wound his way through the smaller streets, taking in the shops that lined them.

Because it was cold, not many people were out, so when he came upon a lone van parked in front of a run-down apartment building, with two women standing alongside it, he slowed down. When one of the women bent over, her cute ass peeking out from beneath the edge of her down jacket, he noticed. And when she kicked what he realized was a flat tire in frustration, he came to a complete stop, then parked his car in front of hers.

As he climbed out and got a look at the curvy woman with waves of blonde hair, full lips, and a startled expression on her pretty face, currently clutching the lug wrench in her hand like a weapon, he realized his night was about to get much more interesting.

I couldn’t get the curvy woman with waves of blonde hair, full lips, and a startled expression on her pretty face out of my head. That she’d been clutching a lug wrench in her hand like a weapon, as I’d approached her van with a flat-tire, only intrigued me more. I returned a few days later to find graffiti covering her shop windows and the door to her store boarded up. “Fuck.” Stomach churning, protective instincts growing, I parked and rushed down the street and over to Sweet Treats.

Opening the door, which still worked, I stepped inside. The sweet smell assaulted me, a delicious, welcoming scent that reminded me of my candy girl. Inside, there was no hint of vandalism but I didn’t see Faith. “Hello?”

She immediately popped up from behind the counter. “Jason!”

“What the hell happened here?” I asked, pissed because who would terrorize a woman this way?

“The store was vandalized on Sunday and nobody’s been willing to come out and fix it until sometime next week.”

Guilt for ignoring my gut instinct filled me. Hadn’t I worried about the slashed tire? Didn’t I know better than to disregard what my instinct told me was important? I tamped down on thoughts of my old friend. Faith was here in front of me, safe at least right now, and I intended to make sure she stayed that way.

“Sunday? Why didn’t you call me?” I asked, concern turning to anger as I spoke.

“Seriously?” She strode out from behind the counter, hands settled on her hips, and glared at me. “I barely know you. Why would I bother you with my problems?”

I stepped closer, placing my hand beneath her chin, our gazes locked in a war of wills. “Because there was a connection between us and you know it. And because I can help you and clearly” — I swept my arm toward the door — “you need that help and support. Where is your assistant?” I asked more gently, stroking a hand over Faith’s cheek before stepping back and giving her space.

She let out a breathy groan. “She’s out with the flu. I’ve been holding things down here alone, but like I said, people aren’t coming in. I think they’re avoiding me because of the graffiti and damage.”

I took her soft hand in mine and looked her over, inspecting her body, from her feet in pink Chucks, up her legs, past her apron, over her abundant and tempting breasts, to her hair piled on top of her head. “You look fine,” I muttered, relieved.

“Now that’s a good way to turn a lady’s head. You look fine,” she said in a damned good imitation.

I shook my head and grinned at her sass. “I meant, you appear unharmed and you look fucking fantastic.” And she did. The messy bun and hot pink tee shirt with her store logo hugging her curves suited her.

She laughed. “Now you’re just sugarcoating the truth.”

“And you’re trying to avoid discussing what happened here.” I pulled her over to the nearest table and held out a chair. “Sit and talk to me.”

Find out what happens next in More than Sexy!

Sexy billionaire nightclub owners!

They have everything they could want — but not everything they need. That is, not until the right woman comes along...

Check out Manhattan's hottest club, where you'll meet a new set of heroes to love. Brothers of the heart, bonded by tragedy, struggling to overcome their pain and be open to a future they aren’t sure they deserve.

Read the full series if you love:

  • Billionaires
  • Bodyguards
  • Rock Stars
  • Damaged Heroes/Heroines
  • Forced Proximity
  • One Night Stand Romances
  • Insta Love
  • Alpha Heroes
  • Workplace Romances

Get three sexy romances in this continuation of characters you met in the Dare to Love series.


  • More than Sexy — Jaxon & Faith
  • Twice as Sexy — Tanner & Scarlett
  • Better then Sexy — Landon & Vivienne

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