Janet Nissenson


Splendor (#2)

Splendor, Inevitable Book Two


Sometimes true love doesn't always take the shortest or easiest path, but in the end it's always worth waiting for.

British hotelier Ian Gregson had it all – wealth, good looks, power, and a share in his family’s worldwide, multi-billion dollar luxury hotel chain. His very name was synonymous with sophistication and elegance, and any woman he wanted could be his with just a look. But the only woman he truly desired was strictly forbidden to him for too many reasons to count. 

Tessa Lockwood was young, beautiful, and lonely, despite the fact that she was a married woman. Her life had not been an easy one, and the extravagant world she caught glimpses of as an employee of the Gregson Hotel Group was far beyond anything she could ever dream of. She could no more imagine herself ensconced in that sort of luxurious lifestyle than she could attracting the attention of her handsome, debonair boss.

Ian and Tessa secretly long for each other from afar, never daring to reveal their forbidden attraction to the other, until circumstances bring them together in a very unexpected way. And from that point on, nothing will stand in Ian’s way to finally make her his.

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This series is amazing! I loved book one and loved book two even more! I can’t wait for the other books to come out!!! - Battery Operated Book Blog

This book is so passionate, hot, erotic and sensual but most of all it is Romance with a capital R! What a breath of fresh air to read about a relationship and love without all that angst and game playing that is so typical in books today. Now I’m not saying I don’t do angst because I do but sometimes you just need a book that makes you feel all squishy and warm inside and makes your heart happy. This is that book. - Foxylutely Book Reviews

The author has a beautiful writing style that just flows through the story. As the reader, you can really feel what the characters are going through. The characters are very genuine and lovable. If you are looking for something light and sweet, check this one out. - Summer's Book Blog

It has been a very long time since I've been as engrossed in a book as I have in this one! And now I have finished I am feeling pretty bereft! I have loved spending a few evenings this last week in the company of Ian and Tessa and their absolutely beautiful love story. - Em the Book Babe's Blog


Read an Excerpt


She was wringing the water out of the hopelessly stained blouse since she still had to wear it home, stained or not, when she froze in horror at the sound of Ian’s deep voice as he walked inside his office.

“Are you still here, Tessa? It’s well past time for you to have called it a day. What – ”

His voice trailed off abruptly as he caught sight of her framed in the doorway of his washroom. Tessa felt like a deer trapped in a hunter’s scope, knowing she ought to move or look away but too shocked to do so. He stared at her in stunned disbelief, his gaze raking over her nearly nude torso, her full breasts almost spilling out of the fragile lace bra.

Horrified, she clutched the damp blouse to her chest, her cheeks on fire as she glanced away and began to babble almost incoherently. “I’m – I’m so sorry, Mr. Gregson. I – ah, got printer ink on my blouse and I was just trying to rinse it out. I didn’t know you’d be returning and, oh, God, just let me put – ”

“Look at me.”

Startled, she responded immediately to the commanding tone of his voice, one that didn’t allow for disobedience. She raised her gaze to his and gasped when she saw the barely controlled lust on his handsome face – eyes blazing, nostrils flaring, his cheeks darkly flushed. She was petrified and enthralled at the same time, and dimly became aware of how badly her legs were shaking.

“Come here.”

Another of those brief, succinct commands. He was a man of a few words but they were more than enough to make himself understood. Slowly, her gaze remaining transfixed on his, she walked across his office until she was standing a few inches away, still holding her ruined blouse up to cover as much of her breasts as possible.

But Ian apparently had other ideas, for he clasped both of her wrists, forcing her to release the blouse as it fluttered to the carpet. His eyes took in every inch of her bare skin, lingering on the heavy swell of her breasts, and Tessa closed her eyes in embarrassment as she felt her nipples harden in reaction.

“No. Look at me. Open your eyes and look at me, Tessa.” Another command from him that she didn’t dare resist.

She was starting to tremble all over as she forced herself to open her eyes and meet his intense, burning gaze. Without breaking eye contact, he backed her up until she was standing against a wall of the office, effectively trapped between it and Ian’s tall, powerful body.

He drew both of her arms above her head, then pinned her wrists against the wall with just one of his big hands. He used his other hand to caress her cheek, his thumb brushing gently over her lips and causing her mouth to gape open in surprise. His hand continued its downward path, brushing over her collarbone and shoulder, traveling down her arm and the side of her ribcage and then, ever so slowly, back up her abdomen until it stopped just below her breasts.

“Christ, look at you.”

His voice was guttural, barely recognizable, and filled with so much raw need that Tessa was nearly swooning.

“Ah, God.” That was her voice, more like a long, drawn out moan, as his hand cupped one swollen breast. His thumb expertly manipulated the taut bud of her nipple through the lace of her bra, and his touch was like an electric shock that pulsed through her entire body.

With a low growl, Ian leaned into her, shoving her further back against the wall. His mouth descended towards hers, and her head fell back helplessly as his warm, firm lips caressed a sensuous path from her temple to her flushed cheek to the soft spot just below her ear. His hot mouth continued moving across her throat, to her chin, and then finally to claim her mouth in a blistering, domineering kiss.