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Paying For Love
Paying For Love
Paying For Love
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Paying For Love

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Davian Everleigh is a male escort. High priced and in high demand. He caters to all manner of male individuals as long as they can afford his price. So, what happens when a client of his appears and makes him the strangest offer he’s ever heard? When the job becomes so much more than just the job? Will he be able to keep things professional or will he give up his heart?

Oliver Montgomery comes from money. His family is well off and although he never would’ve had to work a day in his life, he chose to go to college and pursue a career. Now working as an engineer for NASA his fortune is larger than his parents’. After getting an invitation to his ex-boyfriend’s wedding, Oliver has to come up with a date fast or face the paranoid wrath of his ex’s fiancé.

Davian hides behind an emotionless façade. Oliver just wants to get his ex’s fiancé off his back. As they spend more and more time with each other the line between professional and personal begins to blur. Will these two be able to keep their hearts out of it? Or will they cross the line only for it to hurt them both in the end?

(Warning: Paying for Love is a standalone novel. Contains sexual content, Man on Man action, and explicit language. Not recommended for those under the age of 18.)

LanguageEnglish
PublisherEzra Dawn
Release dateMay 1, 2018
ISBN9780463543924
Paying For Love
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Ezra Dawn

Well Ezra isn't my real name obviously but I liked the name so I decided to use it. I live at home with my five dogs and one cat. I started out writing hetero romance novels but it wasn't where my heart lied. I adore all things paranormal and M/M is by far my favorite genre so I decided to start writing Paranormal Romances. There's a guaranteed happy ending with each of my books even if it may take some time for my guys to get there. I love each and every character on the page as if they were my own children. It sounds weird but that’s how I feel about them. ? I’ve been writing for as long as I can remember but only started actively pursuing it as a career three years ago when I decided to stop working in a salon and pursue writing full time. Since I published my first book in 2014 I have written and released nine other books with many more to come. My current list of projects is longer than my arm so I look forward to writing and creating new stories for my readers to enjoy ?

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    Paying For Love - Ezra Dawn

    Character Name Pronunciation

    Prologue

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    Chapter 9

    Chapter 10

    Chapter 11

    Chapter 12

    Chapter 13

    Chapter 14

    Chapter 15

    Chapter 16

    Chapter 17

    Chapter 18

    Chapter 19

    Chapter 20

    Chapter 21

    Chapter 22

    Chapter 23

    Chapter 24

    Chapter 25

    Chapter 26

    Chapter 27

    Epilogue

    Sneak Preview: The Ripper

    Playlists

    Acknowledgements

    About the Author

    Other books by Ezra Dawn

    Davian Everleigh (Day-vee-ann, Ev-er-lee)

    Oliver Montgomery (Oli-ver, Mont-gom-ery)

    I’m a whore. I have sex with men for money. Young, old, it doesn’t matter as long as they pay. Sometimes I’m just a glorified counselor. I’ve always left my personal feelings at the door. My job is to be whatever my client needs whether it’s a warm body for the night, a shoulder to cry on, or just to lend an ear to their problems. There’s no room for getting personal in my line of work. It makes things messy and complicated and hinders my ability to stay focused on the task at hand. I thought I could stay closed off from my clients but then I met him, and everything changed.

    Oliver Montgomery started out as just another client but what I didn’t realize when we met was that the man would find a way to burrow under my armor and into my heart. Our relationship may have started out professional, but it quickly became something more, and I found myself in deep with a man who could very well become my everything. The question is, could I become his?

    My father always said I’d never amount to anything. After my mother died he took to drinking and beating his opinions into me every chance he got. I spent my teenage years listening to him berate me, telling me I was nothing and would never be anything, that the only thing I’d ever be good for would be standing on a street corner and looking pretty. Well, he was only half right.

    When I graduated high school, I wanted to get as far away from him as possible, so I applied for colleges on the other side of the country. When I was accepted, I knew there was no way I could afford college without getting a job to supplement what financial aid wouldn’t cover. A vague ad in a newspaper led me to an escort service where I currently work. I’ve worked my way up from the bottom and am now one of their highest paid employees. I have enough regulars that I don’t need to take on anyone new, but I like the change of pace so any time I get requested by a newbie I always take the offer.

    My going rate is ten grand a night, however my regulars spoil me and always seem to pay more. So, while it may not be a street corner like my dad always predicted, the outcome is still the same. My good looks will get me whatever I want and it’s those looks that put me through college. You’d think I would’ve stopped after getting my degree, but I didn’t. Compare the pay of a teacher to the pay of an escort and the escort will win out every time. While I love the idea of doing the same thing my mom did when she was alive, something inside me won’t let me. It’s not something I can actively name but it’s there.

    It’s like this voice inside me that is determined to beat me down at every turn, letting me know that what I’m doing is proving my father right. I know the men who buy me will never love me the way I want to be loved. They might tell me they love me but it’s not real. It’s superficial. Being the way I am, I’m not sure I’m deserving of a real relationship. I love sex and money too much to quit my job even though with how much my clients like to pay me and the years I’ve spent doing it has made me filthy rich. Now, would be as good a time as any to retire. Hell, I’ll probably only have a few years left before my clients stop coming to me. Age tends to do that. I’ve seen a lot of escorts retire when they reach a certain age. Clients prefer a young face and once the wrinkles start the calls stop.

    I would love to do the same thing, find someone to love and settle down, maybe have a few kids either through surrogacy or adoption. It’ll never happen though. What kind of man is going to love someone like me? I’m worthless. The most I can offer a man is a decent meal and great sex. How is that going to work in a relationship? I’m nothing special, it’s clearly been proven time and time again. I might leave my personal feelings at the door when I meet with a client but that doesn’t mean I don’t have a heart.

    Hearing superficial words of love, hurts me every time though I’ve become great at hiding it. I know that when our time is over most of my clients will go back to their wives and families. Some go back to empty houses or lovers. In the end, none of them are coming home to me and that’s the part that hurts the most. That’s the part that makes me hate myself all the more because I’m only good enough for a single night, never anything longer and never anything they don’t pay for.

    I’d kill for someone to ask me on a real date where no money changed hands but if I wanted to start a relationship with someone I’d have to stop working at the escort service. It’s against the rules to have relations with unauthorized persons outside of the organization while in their employ because of the risk of STD’s. I’m already getting tested once a month, I don’t need for it to be more frequent than that. Still, it would be nice to have someone to call my own. I think, if I found someone willing to accept me as is, despite the job I do, I’d quit just to be with that person. It’s not likely to happen though, a guy that nice couldn’t possibly exist.

    A year ago, I lost the man I thought I loved to the hands of someone else. It was entirely my fault apparently, because I’m a workaholic but thinking back on everything he said to me I can’t help but wonder why he didn’t take any sort of initiative. Sure, I work hard but he could’ve interrupted. It’s not like I would’ve been angry; we were supposed to be lovers. Hell, a lot of the time, I would’ve enjoyed the distraction. Guess that’s where my personality messed things up for me. I don’t always have the courage to say what’s in my head. It’s like on the outside I’m this shy introvert but on the inside, I’m a confident man who knows what he wants and isn’t afraid to take it. The shy introvert side is the one who usually wins out though thanks to my fears about people hating me if I said what I really felt.

    I can still remember the conversation Garrett and I had as if it were yesterday. I’d just come home from a meeting where we spent hours going over a series of blueprints for a new space shuttle design and found Garrett sitting on the couch.

    His response to the phrase ‘Honey, I’m home,’ was We need to talk.

    I remember sitting down wondering what it was he wanted to talk about then suddenly wishing I hadn’t. His words still replay in my head on a loop sometimes. I’ve met someone else, I’m sorry.

    When I asked him if he was breaking up with me he said yes. His explanation for it is still fresh in my head, clear as day.

    "Are you breaking up with me?

    "I am. I just can’t do this anymore. You’re a workaholic Ollie. When you’re here, you’re not really here. You spend more time in your office working on new designs for NASA than you do with me. I understand your job is important to you, but you seem to have forgotten that we’re even in a relationship. We haven’t had sex in over a

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