Picture this: you're a twenty-something millennial buried under student loans, eyeing your parents' basement as your next address. Then bam—a job offer from Cambric Creek's Morning Glory Farm drops in your lap. Full-time pay, benefits, no prior experience? Sign me up. The twist? Your clients are massive, horned minotaurs with endowments that match their beefy builds. Yeah, it's a milking farm, and it's as wild as it sounds.
Violet doesn't hesitate. She's got bills stacking up faster than unread emails. At the farm, she learns the ropes quick—gentle handling, firm grips, and maintaining that professional distance. But then there's him: the stern minotaur with a voice like rumbling thunder who insists on her for his sessions. His piercing gaze lingers a beat too long, and suddenly her nights are filled with fantasies she can't shake.
It's not just physical. These minotaurs aren't brutes; they've got depth, loyalty, and a surprising gentleness under those muscular exteriors. Violet finds herself drawn in, questioning if her crush is one-sided or if those heated glances mean more.
Cozy up with your Kindle on a lazy afternoon, or sneak pages during lunch breaks. Fans of paranormal romance, enemies-to-lovers tropes, or just spicy escapism will devour this 60k-word standalone. It's got the steam to make you blush and the heart to keep you smiling. Curious about content warnings? Check the author's site. First in the Cambric Creek series, but no cliffhangers here—pure satisfaction.
