Trapped with a billionaire in his mysterious mansion… Can she beat him at his own game?
Lily Frazer would do anything to save the Frazer Center for the Arts—even take on the infamous billionaire Calder Cunningham. When Lily breaks onto the Cunningham estate, she only wants to find and reason with Calder. (All right, all right, she wants to punch him in the face, too, but that’s Plan B.) As it turns out, the arrogant billionaire is willing to give her the money he promised, but there’s a catch: she must win it from him.
And the games he has in mind aren’t exactly… innocent.
Lily isn’t about to give up the money without a fight (or let some haughty bastard seduce her), but she quickly discovers that there might be more to the brooding Calder than she initially perceived. As their games of cat and mouse become increasingly sexual in nature, she suddenly finds herself confused by her own emotions. Can she deny her attraction long enough to win the money she needs?
A contemporary, steamy take on Beauty and the Beast, His Wicked Games is a tale of devilish deeds, wild passions, and wicked romance.
Holly’s 4.5 Star Review
I loved this book!! It was fun and sexy and easily kept my attention and I found myself wanting to slow down to try and make it last but also desperate to find out more!! I was really impressed by this book and now I can’t wait for the sequel to find out where Ember Caisey takes these characters.
“You expect to just throw a few bills and flash a sexy smile and have everyone fall at your feet. You don’t give a damn about anyone else. ”
For a moment he doesn’t respond, and then: “You think my smile is sexy? “
Lily runs a non-profit art center with her dad, but when their biggest donor passes away and his son puts an end to his late father’s contributions, Lily soon finds herself desperate to save the center by chasing billionaire playboy Calder, to fulfil his father’s contract. But when storms stop her from leaving Calder’s mansion, they decide to play some games to pass the time. If Lily wins, she gets the money for the center. But if Calder wins, he gets to have her at his mercy for an entire night.
He runs a single finger down my neck. “Should I be afraid? ” I ask him. An eagr smile stretches across his lips. “Very.”
Seriously. What’s not to love about this book? ? Calder’s mansion really is the stuff of fairy tales with it’s humongous size, secret passage ways, spy holes, dungeon and hedge maze! I want to go there so bad and I’ll be honest, I would absolutely be checking Calder out through the spy holes 😉 It really did have a Beauty And The Beast feel to it and especially when you add in the characters.
He’s the most infuriating man I’ve ever met – and the sexiest. In any given moment I can’t decide whether I want to scream at him or stick my tongue in his mouth.
Calder was a real ass to start with! A sexy ass, but still . . . It seemed like now he was in control of his father’s fortune he was only interested in keeping the money for himself and not caring about anyone he was letting down. But just like The Beast, when Beauty turns up, you start to see a completely different side to Calder the longer Lily is trapped with him. I loved seeing him develop as a character and seem more human (though The Beast got the better of him sometimes) and he actually had a lot of depth to him.
Lily was great and I loved how strongly she fought for the center. She was pretty much willing to do anything for it even though it made her seemingly blind to what was going on around her. If she wasn’t so focused on the center then she might have realised that Calder was hiding something. Or that there were real feelings involved in these games and not just hot sex. But now that I mention it, the sex was HOT!!!! Calder absolutely knows how to make a woman frustrated. I swear if I was stood up while watching this then my legs would have given out beneath me and I would have been in a heap on floor fanning myself!
“My restraint only goes so far,” he says. His eyes bore into mine. “I want you, Lily. I want to fuck you until you can’t move, until you can’t think, until you’ve forgotten everything else but me. It won’t be gentle. If you don’t want that, then tell me, and I’ll leave this car. But if I stay . . . I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to control myself.”
His Wicked Games is is definitely a book I would recommend and I look forward to the sequel Truth Or Dare. Ember Casey absolutely has a new fan in me.
“I win,” he says, leaning down and brushing his lips against mine. “No,” I murmmer against his mouth. “I think I did.”
“I know you haven’t had many chances to visit the Center,” I say, sliding my finger across the edge of my glass, “but I really think if you came by you’d see how much work we do for the community. And how much your family’s contributions mean for our programs.”
I glance up to find Calder staring at me, his fork frozen halfway between his plate and his mouth. He lowers it again slowly, his eyes still locked on me, and I squirm in my seat.
“Not yet,” he says, taking up his wineglass.
I stare at him, confused. “What?”
“It’s not time to discuss it yet.” He takes a sip of his wine. “I think we should enjoy our dinner first.”
I frown. “We had an agreement.”
“We still do. You sit through dinner with me, and I sit through your speech about your little Center.” He leans toward me, his eyes intent on mine. “Trust me, Ms. Frazer, I always keep my word.”
“I’m not sure I do trust you, Mr. Cunningham,” I say.
His hand slides toward mine on the table, and his finger brushes against the back of my palm. It sends a tiny shiver up my arm.
Calder smiles, his eyes dancing wickedly. “You should, Ms. Frazer. Believe me, I think you would enjoy the experience very much.”
I snatch my hand away from him.
“I’m not going to fall for that,” I say. “I’m not one of your little supermodels. I’m here for the Center, that’s all.”
I can tell from the way the corner of his mouth curls up that he doesn’t believe me. This guy isn’t used to women resisting his charms.
“I broke onto your property,” I remind him. “And I dripped mud all over your precious house. Besides, I don’t think I’m your type.”
“You don’t think I can admire a woman with a little spirit? I told you before, Ms. Frazer, I admire your tenacity. And a few of your other assets, truth be told.”
“You didn’t seem particularly admiring when you were threatening to call the cops on me,” I counter. “If you think you can make me forget about why I’m here, that I’ll just throw over the Center for the chance to sleep with you or something, you’re an idiot.”
Humor dances in his eyes. “I never suggested that. I’ve already made it clear that I’m attracted to you, and it’s quite obvious that you’re attracted to me as well. I’m just saying that I don’t see why you can’t have it both ways. Or, come to think of it, why I can’t have you a few dozen ways in the meantime.”
“You’re disgusting,” I say, standing up and throwing my napkin down on the table. “This is serious. The Frazer Center has done remarkable things for this community and its people—more things than you’ll ever appreciate or, dare I say it, do yourself, despite all your money or your fucking talking closets and fancy ceilings. If you refuse to talk about it… if you’re just going to be ridiculous and crude, then fine. I won’t waste any more of your time.” I turn and storm toward the door.
“You can’t leave,” Calder says calmly after me.
“No,” he says, just as my hand reaches the doorknob. “I mean it’s actually impossible for you to leave. Do you remember crossing the river on your way out here? The road between here and Barberville floods whenever there’s heavy rain. With a storm like this, it’s probably under three feet of water by now.”
My blood goes completely cold. I freeze, my fingers closed around the doorknob.
“I’m afraid not,” he says, still as calm as ever. He raises his wineglass to his lips and takes another sip. “I’m afraid, Ms. Frazer, whether you like it or not, you’ll be staying here with me tonight.”