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Rule’s Addiction
The House of Rule
Book Three
Garrett and Maria’s story
Copyright 2014 Lynda Chance
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Maria Alvarez is her own woman and always has been. She’s more than capable of taking care of
herself, so when Garrett Rule storms into her life with inflexible demands and an agenda of his
own, she has no choice but to fight back.
Garrett Rule has no room in his life for conniving, bitchy women. When he finds himself
inconveniently obsessed with Maria Alvarez, the most conspiring woman of them all, he doesn’t
know which is stronger, his need to punish her or the need he feels to have her under his complete
sexual control. Luckily for him, he doesn’t plan on choosing; he’ll take both.
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Rule’s Addiction
Copyright 2014 Lynda Chance
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All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner
whatsoever without the express written permission of the author or publisher except for the use of
brief quotations in critical articles or reviews.
This is a work of fiction. Names, places, businesses, characters and incidents are either the product
of the author’s imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons
living or dead, actual events or locales is purely coincidental.
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To Susan, my girlfriend of forty-seven crazy years, a woman who probably knows more than she
cares to about the hotel industry. Thanks for not rolling your eyes every time I’ve stopped you in
mid-sentence to start taking notes whenever you begin talking shop . . . thanks even more for
always being there when I’ve needed you. Here’s to another forty-seven years of friendship. :)
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Table of Contents
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Epilogue
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Prologue
As Garrett Rule lay in bed in yet another obscure hotel room on the other side of the world, he
didn’t bother fighting the recurring fantasy he’d been having for weeks.
Just the memory of
her
voice was controlling his actions; she had him that fucking
addicted.
Sliding his fingers down the planes of his stomach, he fisted his throbbing cock, and closed his
eyes in both relief and irritation.
Goddamn her . . .he was well and truly obsessed and
he’d never even seen her.
His mouth flattening into lines of aggravation, his eyes opened as he blew out a breath, staring at
the ceiling, his cock throbbing in his hand, demanding relief. He tried to put off the inevitable for a
few more seconds, but his goddamn dick was in full control; the testosterone fueling his bloodstream
was going to win the struggle for control. Giving up, he pumped his hand once, twice, letting the
memory of her throaty, husky cadence slide through his brain. He fully understood the situation even
though he cared little for it; she was a goddamned preoccupation that he couldn’t control.
As he continued to jack-off to a hazy, frustratingly faceless vision in his mind, he knew he had to
find a way to exorcise the sorcery of her allure. His teeth gritted as his cock engorged by another
degree, as if it had a mind of its own, as if pissed that his big head would try to keep him from having
her.
He hated what she was doing to him.
She was tearing him in two . . . fucking with his ability to
keep his mind on his job. Almost worse than that, the memory of her feminine, sultry voice was
obliterating his desire to screw another woman. His desire? Hell, he didn’t even
think
about other
women . . . probably couldn’t get it up for one if he tried.
All he wanted was her . . .
Maria Alvarez.
The name sent a wave of heat down his spine and a
drop of pre-cum formed on the head of his erection.
Son-of-a-bitch.
He knew what he wanted . . . he
wanted to hear her speak in person; he wanted to ram his cock down the feminine throat the sultry
voice belonged to. The erotic thought had his hand moving faster, his eyes shutting out everything but
the memory of her voice as he pumped up and down, over and over, faster and faster. He imagined
her taking him into her mouth, taking him so far to the back of her throat that she almost gagged with it.
The vision in his head told him her hair would be as dark as his, so in his mind’s eye, his fingers
tangled in tresses of gleaming silk. Holding her tightly by her dark brown hair, with one hand
wrapped around her throat, he controlled her with his hands and fucked her mouth repeatedly. In and
out, deeper and deeper. A groan ripped from his throat.
Ahhhhh.
.
.His
abs tightened, his hand jerked
as he exploded in orgasm, his seed erupting and shooting onto the corded muscles of his stomach.
Jesus.
His heartbeat remained elevated for several long moments, until finally, it slowed, and his
breathing steadied.
He reached over and grabbed a couple of tissues from the bedside table. The fact that she was an
obsession,
an addiction,
was an admission that he’d needed to make for weeks now. But even though
he’d acknowledged his weakness, it didn’t help the situation . . . maybe when he finally saw her
tomorrow, this ridiculous fascination he had for her would disappear. He knew it had to; no woman
could live up to the fantasy he’d created in his imagination.
Yeah, his trip to Florida should do the trick.
He had to admit, he’d been relieved when Courtney, honorary family member and the Rule
Corporation’s newest employee, had called and complained about the girl. Courtney had been so
angry that she’d wanted to fire Maria on the spot, but Garrett hadn’t cared for the idea, not a damn bit.
Fire Maria? Send her off into the world where he’d probably never be able to locate her if he tried?
Never get to see the little witch who was making him so hard that he continued to explode with it time
and time again?
No fucking way.
His cock had immediately rebelled at the idea, swelling and
jumping against his stomach, letting him know in no uncertain terms that
nobody
was firing that girl
until he’d had the pleasure of fucking her first.
That was,
if
he still wanted to fuck her after he’d actually seen her . . . his fantasies might dissolve
in an instant, and truthfully, he hoped that they would.
Courtney had been resolute, complaining about the other girl’s manipulations, assuring him that
Maria wasn’t a team player and that she was doing everything in her power to drag out the remodel of
the hotel the corporation had recently purchased. Garrett had believed Courtney at once; she was like
a sister to him—hell, his mother had brought the girl home to live with them when she’d been
orphaned as a teenager—and she’d been so upset that Garrett had known she wasn’t exaggerating.
Rage at the faceless young woman mixed with the lust he felt, dangerously fueling his blood.
Nobody
fucked with his family; nobody fucked with the business he and his brothers had slaved over
and built into the empire it now was. And here was the kicker, not only did he feel rage, he felt as if
he’d been betrayed. Why? Because he’d had the pleasure of speaking to Maria on the phone several
times before his intentions of buying the property had become common knowledge.
The first couple of times she’d been courteous and professional before transferring his call
through. But with every call, her voice had gotten warmer and sweeter, until finally, she’d become so
friendly that he’d thought they had a rapport. So yeah, her actions now felt like a betrayal, truly
pissing him off. This was what he got from the girl who used to be so friendly that it was almost as if

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