The Messenger by KC Blake

Lucy Murphy, corporate shark, sets her eye on the messenger, she has to have her. No one would be allowed to stand in the way of her conquest of this young woman.


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Lucy Murphy is a corporate shark. She is a force to be reckoned with. With all her power and expertise, she lives for her work only, with no time for relationships. 
When this starts to become unsatisfying, she begins to wonder if there is more to life than cut- throat boardroom wheeling and dealing. 
One day, a tough young messenger comes into the office. Lucy is mesmerized with her shockingly white hair, and her “don’t mess with me” attitude. One gaze from the messenger and having never slept with a woman before, Lucy is stunned by her attraction, and begins to fantasize and obsess about this young woman. 
Unable to think of anything else but the messenger, Lucy has to find her and have her, at all cost. Lucy starts by trying to find out her name, where she works, where lives, but this proves more difficult than Lucy had ever imagined. 
Elena or "Rabbit" as she is known around the depot is just as turned on by Lucy, but she is not going to be a push over, as she herself has pride; Elena wants to be more than just an experimental fling for Lucy. While delivering another package, Rabbit demands that Lucy come out and sign for a package she’s delivering. Lucy doesn’t have to sign herself, but Rabbit forces her by acting as if she doesn’t care about the consequences of her job if she walks away with the package, without delivering it. No-one has ever tried to make Lucy Murphy do anything. 
The sex is hot, there is humour and romance. "The Messenger" by KC Blake is an unconventional love story for these times we live in. 
 

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