Title: Amongst the Chaos
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: October 17, 2020
is a good girl. She doesn’t just follow the rules—she writes them. As an HR consultant who lives her life by the book, Chloe carefully cultivates every detail of her life to ensure a happy and successful future. Inheriting a male strip club wasn’t part of the plan.
would be dead if it weren't for his mentor—a woman who saved him and so many others from a life filled with violence and torment, helping them to rebuild after the abuse that tore them apart. So when she passes unexpectedly, Grayson is determined to see that her legacy lives on. He isn't expecting a niece no one even knew existed to inherit it all, leaving the future of the club and those it protects uncertain.
But Chloe has more in common with Grayson and the people of Club Chaos than she realizes. And when her situation takes a dangerous turn, she finds solace in the embrace of this unconventional family. When the trauma of the past collides with the desire of the present, Chloe must fight her way through the pain to find the peace that lies amongst the chaos.
“You need to get dressed,” she said, bending to collect my pants and shirt from where they’d been discarded on the floor. She thrust the clothes toward me, refusing to look at me, her breathing heavy as she fought to regain control.
I got to my feet, took the clothes from her, and tossed them to the chaise behind me. Threading our fingers together, I tugged her back into my chest and smiled down at her, staring deeply into her wide doe-like eyes.
“Is that really what you want?”
“Yes,” she said, her lips parting as she said the word, but her eyes told a very different story.
“You sure? Getting naked is kind of my job.”
Her brow furrowed and she pushed at my chest, stepping back. “And you are very good at it, but that’s not why I’m here.”
I folded my arms across my chest and widened my stance. “Then why are you here?”
“To talk to you,” she said, matching my stance. My eyes fell to her breasts, which were practically spilling from the top of her dress from the movement.
Slowly I raised my eyes back to her face and watched as she swallowed hard, squirming beneath my gaze.
“I’m not sure if you know this, but talking isn’t usually what goes on back here.”
Her lips parted in shock at my implication, and I couldn’t help but imagine those lips wrapped tightly around my shaft.
Her eyes fluttered closed as she took a deep breath in and then exhaled. “Let’s start over.”
I nodded, waiting for her to continue as the music skipped to the next song on the playlist. The dance was only supposed to last one song, but curiosity kept my feet planted as I waited for her to continue.
“My name is Chloe Anderson,” she said. “I believe you knew my aunt.”
I stood there frozen, half naked, my cock rock hard and throbbing in front of this gorgeous woman who, as it turned out, was my new boss.
Samatha “Sam” Harris lives in Pennsylvania with her husband David and daughter Ava. Born in Florida, she migrated north which most people agree was a little backwards. She has been an artist all of her life, a Tattoo Artist for more than ten years, and a storyteller since she was a kid.
Sam has a slightly unhealthy love for Frank Sinatra, classic movies, and Jazz and Blues music, but her first love will always be reading. From Romance, to Thrillers, to Historical Fiction and everything in between, she loves to become a part of the story. As a writer she tells the stories that she would want to read.