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Zusatztext Praise for Reflected in You “The steamy sex scenes and intriguing plot twists will have readers clamoring for more.”— Library Journal “Talk about an emotional book. Gideon and Eva have now solidified their place in my list of favorite couples.”—Fiction Vixen “Continues to grab you by the throat and does not let you go.”—HeroesandHeartbreakers.com More Praise for Sylvia Day and the Crossfire series “You know you’re in for a good book when other authors—and I mean LOTS of other authors—recommend it.”— USA Today “A page-turner!”— Access Hollywood Live “ Bared to You takes a sensual look at a darker side of love.”— Shelf Awareness “[A] highly charged story that flows and hits the mark.”— Kirkus Reviews “Full of emotional angst! scorching love scenes! and a compelling story line.”— Dear Author “Will have you furiously flipping pages.”— Glamour “Sophisticated! engaging! clever and sweet.”— The Irish Independent “Superb writing...I can’t wait to see what Day does next!”— RT Book Reviews “When it comes to brewing up scorchingly hot sexual chemistry! Day has few literary rivals.”— Booklist Informationen zum Autor Sylvia Day is the #1 New York Times and #1 international bestselling author of over 20 award-winning novels sold in more than 42 countries. She is a #1 bestselling author in 28 countries, with over 18 million copies sold. Her Crossfire series has been optioned for television and is currently in development. Visit Sylvia at SylviaDay.com, Facebook.com/AuthorSylviaDay, and on Twitter @SylDay. Klappentext The sensual saga of Eva and Gideon continues in the second novel in the #1 New York Times bestselling Crossfire series. Gideon Cross. As beautiful and flawless on the outside as he was damaged and tormented on the inside. He was a bright, scorching flame that singed me with the darkest of pleasures. I couldn't stay away. I didn't want to. He was my addiction...my every desire...mine. My past was as violent as his, and I was just as broken. We'd never work. It was too hard, too painful...except when it was perfect. Those moments when the driving hunger and desperate love were the most exquisite insanity. We were bound by our need. And our passion would take us beyond our limits to the sweetest, sharpest edge of obsession... I LOVED NEW York with the kind of mad passion I reserved for only one other thing in my life. The city was a microcosm of new world opportunities and old world traditions. Conservatives rubbed shoulders with bohemians. Oddities coexisted with priceless rarities. The pulsing energy of the city fueled international business bloodlines and drew people from all over the world. And the embodiment of all that vibrancy, driving ambition, and world-renowned power had just screwed me to two toe-curlingly awesome orgasms. As I padded over to his massive walk-in closet, I glanced at Gideon Cross’s sex-rumpled bed and shivered with remembered pleasure. My hair was still damp from a shower, and the towel wrapped around me was my only article of clothing. I had an hour and a half before I had to be at work, which was cutting it a little too close for comfort. Obviously, I was going to have to allot time in my morning routine for sex, otherwise I’d always be scrambling. Gideon woke up ready to conquer the world, and he liked to start that domination with me. How lucky was I? Because it was sliding into July in New York and the temperature was heating up, I chose a slim pair of pressed natural-linen slacks and a sleeveless poplin shell in a soft gray that matched my eyes. Since I had no hairstyling talent, I pulled my long blond hair back in a simple ponytail, then made up my face. When I was presentab...
