Mia Knight

C4, PT. 2

His voice deepened. “I had affection for you, princess. More than your father and sisters combined. I sacrificed everything for you, just as you did for me. That has nothing to do with business.”

His hand twisted in her hair to stop her from shaking her head.

“You only wanted me because—”

He tugged, forcing her head back. Wet lashes parted and looked up the long length of him. He stared down at her, grim-faced, eyes two burning black holes.

“I picked you ou...

C4, PT. 1

Her jacket offered little protection from his fierce bite. She went rigid and then let out a piercing scream.

“Roth!”

He released her abruptly and muttered something under his breath before he spun her around and tossed her over his shoulder.

“Let me go, you evil son of a bitch!” she shouted as he strode out of the kitchen.

“I’ll let my mother know what you think of her,” he said placidly.

“I’m so done with you! You said we wouldn’t f...

C3, PT. 3

“You went to a charity event with Lincoln,” Roth said, drawing her pensive gaze back to him. “And you and Preston made headlines when you took a wild ride through the city.”

“What…? Oh! That was, like, three years ago!”

“Two.”

She shrugged and missed the muscle that flexed in his cheek. “I had plans to meet up with Dad, who just finished lunch with Preston. I hadn’t seen him in years, and he just bought this flashy orange McLaren. He asked me to come fo...

C3, PT. 2

The reference to last night’s argument made her straighten. “You never answered my question.” When he raised a brow, she prodded his rock-hard pecs. “Why are you doing business with so many of my father’s friends?”

“They’re not friends, they’re colleagues. There’s a difference.”

“William Davies is family to me. I had sleepovers at his house with Penelope and—”

“They may be an exception, but it’s dangerous to consider these people...

C3, PT. 1

His emotions, usually hidden behind an apathetic mask, were on full display, startling her into dialing back her own anger.

“You said we wouldn’t fight,” she said quietly, hoping her even tone would mollify him.

“We won’t if you tell me who the fuck you belong to.”

Her recent vow to avoid confrontation at all costs fell to the wayside at his crass demand. Her chin lifted, and her hands balled into fists at her sides. He catalogued every move without taking his ey...

C2, PT. 4

“I want to see what you have on Ariana that proves she’s an addict,” she said in a flat monotone. “I couldn’t talk to her without looking for hidden meanings in everything she said.”

“That can be arranged.”

His easy compliance caught her off guard, but only for a second. “And Rami?” When he nodded, she pressed, “What about Lyle?”

“No.”

Anger replaced grief, and she embraced it wholeheartedly. Better to feel the surging heat of indignant fury...

C2, PT. 3

When her lungs burned for air, she surfaced and scanned the bathroom, but she was alone. Her eyes settled on the tray and the food that was going cold. She eyed the empty doorway before she reached for toast. A minute later, she leaned over to fork up mushrooms. Eventually, she got up so she could set the tray on the lip of the tub. Her eyes were trained on the doorway that led into the bedroom, but Roth didn’t reappear. Hopefully, there was an emergency he had to tend to. Even though she h...

C2, PT. 2

“What are you doing here?” she growled.

She let out an embarrassing yelp when he hooked her under the arms and hauled her out of bed like a kid rather than a grown woman. As he set her on her feet, she raised her hands to shove him away, but ended up grabbing hold of him to steady herself as her aches and pains became more pronounced. He cocked his head as he assessed her trembling form. She glared at him because it was all his fault.

He didn’t gloat. Instead, he picked her ...

C2, PT. 1

Picks up the morning after the end of Bitter Secrets.

Jasmine struggled to surface. Her mind was cloudy, and her body felt as if she’d been run over by a truck. Her brows drew together as she registered that she was facedown in bed, arms tucked beneath her, head turned toward a bright source of light. She tried to open her eyes, but her lashes were stuck together. As she tried to clear the mental cobwebs, she pointed her toes down in a small stretch, and went rigid whe...

C 1, PT. 2

It wasn’t nearly as romantic, but it would have to do. “Okay, but he has to love me to death.”

“Why wouldn’t he?”

She tugged on a lock of her unruly hair and grimaced. “I don’t look like my sisters or the heroines in these books, who usually have raven black or blond hair paired with blue, green, or violet eyes. I don’t have freckles or red hair or anything that makes me stand out. Just brown hair and brown eyes. I’m so ordinary.”

“You’re g...

Back to basics

When you need to get out of the house and rush to the library to edit and forget pens and highlighters— you end up with something like this 😂 Grateful, but damn does this bring back memories.

C1, PT. 1

Jasmine lay stretched out on the couch, chin pillowed on her stacked hands as she read. The thirteen-year-old was oblivious to the glorious summer day beyond the library windows. Nothing could distract her from the story unfolding on the page.

Suddenly, she gasped and sat up, so she was cross-legged with the book on her lap. A few minutes later, she perched on the arm rest. As the story reached its climax, she got to her feet and feverishly flipped through the last pages. When she reali...

BC Raw Draft Posting Schedule

Hi All!

Welcome! Since there's quite a few new patrons, I thought I would explain my posting schedule for the raw draft of Bitter Confessions!

I post 4 times a week--Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday, & Sunday @ 8am (PDT).

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This raw draft hasn't been seen by an editor, so you may see mistakes/errors and dialogue/scenario...

Massage

He gripped the back of his neck and tipped his head to the side. 

“Are you okay?”

“I have a knot.”

“Do you want me to…?”

 He eyed her for a moment before he sat at the end of the bed. She stood beside him and put her hand where his was and applied pressure. Immediately, his head dropped forward. 

“Harder,” he grunted.

She climbed on the bed behind him for better leverage and was pleased by his low grunt. She felt the bump im...

Drooling over her husband

She was so into the chat that when she saw something move out of the corner of her eye, she shrieked and clutched her laptop to her chest as if that was going to protect her from the boogie man. Roth raised a brow as he slicked back his sweat soaked hair. 

“How long have you been standing there?” she demanded. 

“Long enough to hear you muttering about someone named Tess and Ren, and that someone could kiss your ass.”

She bit her lip to stop herself from lau...

Book Update!

Hey guys!

Starting in April I'll be posting the raw draft in 1k+ word chunks! I'm splitting up the chapters for multiple reasons:

1. My work isn't protected on Patreon (the book was pirated the last time I posted the raw draft). I think most of these people will be annoyed (hopefully dissuaded) if they're copying dozens of mini snippets to make up the whole chapter.

2. I'm also still revising/editing, so I'll post as I go.

I'm not sure if I'll be posting the full raw d...

Settling in

Her vanity was now covered in oils and beauty products while Roth’s remained bare aside from the basics. 

She tried to contain her belongings to their designated area so she wouldn’t encroach too much on his territory. She would have preferred having her own bedroom and bathroom, but he insisted they play the part of a real married couple so they wouldn’t give the staff anything to gossip about. She understood, but worried that her messy tendencies would agitate his OCD. ...

Gym Invitation

“I’m going to work out.”

She turned her head to see that he’d changed into navy pants and a charcoal long sleeve that hugged his biceps and broad shoulders a little too well. He tended to work out in the wee hours of the morning, so she rarely saw him like this, and it was a delectable sight. Despite getting recently plowed, her inner sex kitten perked up. Disgusted with herself, she gave him a vague smile. “Have fun.”

“Do you want to come to the gym?”

Her sm...

“I wanted to be able to touch you.”

When Roth pulled up to 432 Park Avenue, Johan appeared outside her door, but didn’t open it. He left that to Roth, who came around the vehicle and offered his hand to her. She took it and allowed him to twine their fingers together as they approached the lobby.

“Why did you insist on driving?” she asked as they passed through the front doors. At this time of day, there was little to no activity, since everyone was still at work. When they paused before the elevators, she squeezed ...

“I don’t make mistakes.”

“Roth?”

He hummed in his throat to acknowledge her, but didn’t take his eyes off the road.

“Will you ever tell me what you do?”

“You know what I do.”

“I know what you want me to know, which is what the rest of the world knows, but we both know that’s not what I’m talking about.”

His fingers dug into her thigh for a moment before he seemed to realize what he was doing and retracted his hand from beneath her dress and rested it on the console ...

Observation report

She glared at him. “Why should I tell you what I did today when Mo and Johan are going to write it up in my observation report?”

His thumb caressed her skin. “I’d rather hear it from you.”

She looked out the window, miffed that he hadn’t denied that her guards weren’t documenting her every move. 

“That’s their job,” he said, correctly interpreting the tense silence.

“To tell you what I ordered in a coffee shop, and how long I spent talking to...

Roth lurking in her online groups

“I’m surprised you haven’t connected with Johanna Ledger before now. You’ve been reading her since college.” 

She whipped her head around. “How do you know?”

“You had a whole shelf dedicated to her books.”

Her eyes narrowed into slits. “Did you read up any of them?”

“No, but if I have downtime, I may pick up this second chance, forced proximity, enemies-to-lovers’ triangle with slow burn, angst, and non-con.”

Her mouth dropped. �...

Roth behind the wheel

She sucked in a breath when they left the building. Thankfully, the Bentley was at the curb. Mo and Johan halted when Roth opened the front passenger door and bundled her into it. 

“I’m driving,” Roth said in a clipped tone that made the guards glance at one another. 

Mo and Johan inclined their heads and waited until Roth slipped into the driver’s side before they climbed into the back of the SUV with the rest of her security. 

She glanced at Roth as ...

Roth leaves the building

“I’ll handle everything tomorrow,” Roth said. 

“Yes, sir,” Sarai burbled, unable to hide her glee. 

Not for the first time, she fantasized about murdering Roth’s PA. Roth strode down the hallway. No one called out to him the way they did to Sarai. A hushed silence preceded them, almost as if everyone had been alerted of his approach. There was a suspiciously large number of people in the reception area. Roth nodded to them. She didn’t make eye contact with ...

“They’re newlyweds.”

Clips from Jasmine's surprise visit to Roth's office. 

She hesitated before she called, “Roth?”

He looked up, eyes narrowed.  

She plastered a smile on her face as her stomach clenched. “I just wanted to drop in and say hi.”

His forbidding expression didn’t alter as he straightened. 

She held up the bag of cookies. “I brought you something.” 

They were all staring at her as if she were from another planet. Palms pr...

Old habits die hard

Sarai glanced at her watch. “He’s been in back to back meetings all day. You’re precisely what he needs right now. I have a conference call I can’t miss. I’ll catch up with you later.”

And with that, Sarai left her standing there. If it were up to her, she would have turned tail and run. Old habits die hard, but the choice was taken from her when Johan strode toward the office and Mo grabbed her arm as if he sensed she was on the verge of bolting. She ground her teeth and fo...

“I don’t want to interrupt.”

Sarai pointed down the hall to double doors that led to the executive suite. “He’s through there.” 

She didn’t move. “I don’t want to interrupt.”

The more she’d seen of the office and his hardworking staff, the more she realized she didn’t belong in this sector of his life. A couple of weeks ago, she tried to dissuade Penelope from interrupting a business luncheon, and now she was doing exactly that without giving him warning. There was no guarantee that the...

Roth's Headquarters

Clip from her surprise visit to Roth's office. 

Sarai nodded and turned to Jasmine, who was staring through the glass walls of a nearby conference room where a meeting was taking place. “Have you been here before?”  

“Right after he moved in. It was late at night. No one was around.” The night he proposed she whore herself out to save Hennessy & Co. She glanced at the waiting area where a pregnant and desperate Colette waited all day for Roth to give...

Jasmine makes an office visit

Jasmine impulsively decides to drop in at Roth's office and almost instantly begins to regret it...

Mo took her arm and ushered the men aside so she could get off the elevator. As the doors began to close, she heard someone say, “Isn’t she a Hennessy?”

“The youngest,” someone answered.

“She’s with him again?” 

“Announcement was in the papers a couple of weeks ago.”

“Convenient how he shows up after Maximus dies…”

The ...

Reading Snacks

I decided to do a quick re-read of Bitter Heat and Bitter Secrets before I dive back into edits. The beginning of Bitter Confessions is so explosive and touching on everything from the first two books, I know it wouldn’t hurt to do one last pass and I’m glad I am.

As I go through Bitter Heat, I’m highlighting topics and unresolved issues and now have an idea of which books they’ll be addressed in. I’ve also thought of some changes I’ll be making to the first chap...