Title: Her Dark Past
Series: The Corde Noire
Series #4
Author: Alexandrea Weis
Release: January 23, 2017
Blurb:
Brynn Adler is a writer with a unique ability—everywhere
she goes, images of the past haunt her.
After taking over the estate of her murdered ex-husband,
Nathan Cole, Brynn is at the center of a mystery. A mystery the ruthless
members of the Corde Noire Society want solved. Sent to discover Brynn’s
secret, Declan Corinth plans to arouse her former submissive ways. There’s just
one problem … he knows nothing about being a Dom. If Declan doesn’t get what
the Corde Noire requires, Brynn Adler could become its next victim. Can he win
her trust in time? The clock is ticking.
To uncover the past, embrace the darkness.
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Excerpt:
In the back of the Mercedes,
Brynn was wiping the raindrops from her face and neck when the rear passenger
door flew open and another person scooted inside.
She almost screamed for her
driver when she saw the man in the sharply cut black suit slide into the seat
next to her. His riveting blue eyes fixated on her, and Brynn’s mouth dropped
open.
Oh, shit!
“Well, well, Brynn Alder,” he
said in a voice akin to honey. “I thought that was you. Forgive the intrusion,
but I have wanted to meet you. I’m Declan Corinth.” He held out his hand.
Brynn stared at his hand as
if it was a nuclear missile. What in the
hell is he doing here?
When her eyes rose to his
face, his good looks made her mouth go dry. With black wavy hair and sharp blue
eyes, he was even sexier than his portrait. Declan’s features were sharp, but
his nose was a little flat and his chin somewhat small compared to his square
jaw. He had thin lips that complimented his looks. Just the idea of kissing
those lips made Brynn want to—
Shake his hand! “Mr. Corinth.” She took his hand. “Why are
you in my car?”
While holding her hand, his
eyes examined her face, sending a tingling sensation up from Brynn’s toes.
“I was coming to Ren’s, and I
saw you. I’m ashamed to say I’m a fan, Ms. Adler. I’ve read all your books. I
think your interpretation of the BDSM lifestyle is unique.”
“Interesting choice of words,
Mr. Corinth.” The fact that the attractive man had read her books was even more
unnerving than his being in her car. “Are you familiar with BDSM?”
He kept a firm grip on her
hand. “I have several associates who are ardent admirers of the lifestyle.”
She yanked her hand away. “By
associates, I take it you mean Ren and his little society.”
“Ren is a business associate,
Ms. Adler. As for his society, I’m familiar with it.”
She sat back in her seat,
studying Declan’s compelling features. “How did you end up in one of his
portraits?”
He hiked up a dark eyebrow,
his eyes brimming with amusement. “You’ve seen the painting? And what did you
think?”
“Ren told me a local
businesswoman commissioned it. She was apparently quite taken with you.”
“Mabel Bergeron was more than
taken with me. She was obsessed.”
Declan’s soulful chuckle
resonated in Brynn’s groin, and then she was struck by the name. “Mabel
Bergeron? But she ….” Her voice trailed off, afraid to say what she was
thinking.
“She owns a bondage club in
the Garden District.” Declan sat back in his seat. “Your ex-husband was a
frequent customer of hers. We met at Mabel’s club.”
A cold realization settled
over Brynn. Declan Corinth was a player—a Dom. How else would he know about the
bondage club Nathan had belonged to, or be friends with Ren Plancharde? Feeling
foolish, Brynn glanced at Bob, still awaiting instructions behind the wheel.
“I should go. I’m keeping you
from your meeting with Ren.”
“Nonsense.” Declan motioned
for Bob to start the car. “I’ll see you back to The Shallows. You shouldn’t be
alone today.”
“You know where I live?”
“I heard you took over
Nathan’s old penthouse.”
Brynn’s reservations mounted
as the engine roared to life. “No, Bob, wait,” she called. “Mr. Corinth was
just leaving.”
The shock in Declan’s blue
eyes was entertaining. She suspected that, being a Dom, he wasn’t used to
having a woman tell him what to do.
With a curt nod, he reached
for the car door and then glanced back at her. “Can I ask you a question?”
His voice reminded her of a
dark whiskey. Smooth, soulful, and reaching down to her—
“Of course, Mr. Corinth.”
He shimmied closer to her.
“It’s Declan, not Mr. Corinth.”
Her toes were tingling again.
“What would you like to know?”
“How do you get ideas for
your stories? They seem so real.”
Brynn shook her head,
convinced that he was baiting her. If he was an associate of Ren’s and knew
Nathan, then he must have known of her past.
“A writer never divulges
where she gets her inspiration.” Brynn smugly sat back in her seat. “Good
evening, Mr. Corinth.”
The surly grin he gave her
damn near knocked her to the car floor. He was even more devastating when he
was angry.
Declan shoved the card door
open. As the sound of the rain hitting the sidewalk drifted into the car, he
said, “We’ll see each other again, Ms. Adler.”
Brynn just smiled and waited
for him to leave.
He bounded into the pouring
rain and slammed the door closed. Brynn sank into her cold leather seat as he
jogged through the open gate and into Ren’s pristine courtyard.
“No, we will not see each other
again, Mr. Corinth.” She rocked her head back and closed her eyes. “That would
be very dangerous for me.”
In the
Series:
Dark Perception (Corde Noire Society #1)
Dark Attraction (Corde Noire Society #2)
His Dark Canvas (Corde Noire Society #3)
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https://www.goodreads.com/series/178269-the-corde-noire
Meet The
Author:
From New Orleans, Alexandrea
Weis was raised in the motion picture industry and began writing stories at the
age of eight. In college she studied nursing and went on to teach at a local
university. After several years in the medical field, she decided to pick up
the pen once again and began her first novel, To My Senses. Since that time she
has published many novels. Infusing the rich tapestry of her hometown into her
award-winning books, she believes that creating vivid characters makes a story
memorable. Her work has been critically acclaimed and has been continually
growing in popularity.
Alexandrea Weis is also a
certified/permitted wildlife rehabber with the La. Wildlife and Fisheries. When
she is not writing, she rescues orphaned and injured wildlife. She is married;
they live in New Orleans .
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