The Master Class - Book Three of the Sex University Series

Riverdale Avenue

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 47,000
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A love triangle for a new age of romance.

Clarissa abandoned her fiancé and their upcoming wedding in order to find her path. With a fresh relationship with a woman, she looks forward, never back – until her ex comes searching. Trapped between the man she’s destined to marry and the woman who’s won her heart, tough decisions lie ahead.

As headmistress of Sex University, Lucy knows life comes with complications. She designs a new Master Class to help troubled couples before knowing she’d become a star student.

Determined to salvage his love, Mario, the man between them, needs to let go and realize he’s not always in control. Tantalizing lessons lie ahead for this threesome.

Sometimes the past catches up.

The Master Class - Book Three of the Sex University Series
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The Master Class - Book Three of the Sex University Series

Riverdale Avenue

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 47,000
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“You’ve been making a lot of noise, Mr. Cavallo. I had to see you. Otherwise, you threatened to never leave, and then there was the allegation of ‘kidnapping.’ I don’t understand. Who do you think we’re holding prisoner? Everyone is here of their own free will.”

“Please call me Mario. I’m sorry to cause such a disturbance, but the last communications from my fiancée came from San Francisco and this school specifically.”

He looked around her office. “I’m not quite sure what you do here, but I have a basic understanding, and I have no idea why Lara would be here. She’s not that type of girl.”

That type of girl? He’d be shocked at what “type” attended the school.

Shaking her head, Ms. Lucy tried to address the situation with patience. “I’m sorry, but we don’t have anyone registered here under that name. There must be a mistake.”

“Ahhh wait,” he said, opening a black leather portfolio and removing a few photographs. He inspected them, and a crease marred his handsome brow. In that moment, seeing the mixture of pain and love collide on his face, she knew she’d help him. No matter what it took.

“I had a private detective look for her. Here are some pictures he took.” As he laid them on the desk in front of her, her heart stuttered as she drank in the photos. The woman in front of her was all too familiar. “She’s going under her given name, Clarissa.”

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