Repeat Booking

MF Contemporary Romance
by Isla Wilde

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Pairing: MF
Heat: 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ Inferno
Tropes: Escort/Client, Touch Starved, Praise Kink, He Falls First, Gentle Femdom, Slow Burn, Forbidden Romance, Widower Hero

She was paid to be perfect. He just wanted her to be real.

Sloane Mercer doesn’t do feelings.

Six years as a high-end escort taught her the rules: look perfect, read the room, leave before sunrise. Then Callum Vale starts booking her every Thursday. He doesn’t want the fantasy. He wants her.

Callum hasn’t been touched in three years.

Since losing his wife, he’s buried himself in work, silence, and the kind of loneliness that looks like composure from the outside. What starts as a standing appointment becomes the only place either of them feels honest. And the truth is more dangerous — and far hotter — than any script she’s ever run.

You’ll love this book if you enjoy:

✅ Escort/client romance with real emotional depth
✅ Touch-starved hero who melts under praise
✅ Heroine who leads in bed and in life
✅ Slow burn that IGNITES (🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ — graphic, explicit, emotional)
✅ He falls first with devastating patience
✅ Found intimacy between two lonely people
✅ HEA guaranteed

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⚠️ Content Warning: Explicit sexual content (graphic MF scenes), strong language, depictions of grief and loss, references to a past emotionally abusive relationship, and sex work portrayed respectfully. 18+.

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Chapter One

Sloane saw his name and felt her stomach do something inconvenient.

Callum Vale. Thursday. 7:00 PM. The Beaumont, Suite 1412.

Fourth booking in six weeks. The woman staring back at her in the mirror was someone Callum Vale had never met. She intended to keep it that way.

The preparation was ritual. The point was never to look made-up. The point was to look inevitable.

Sloane picked up her phone, dropped it into her clutch, and became the version of herself that men paid twenty-five hundred dollars an evening to sit across from.

He opened it himself. That was the first thing she’d noticed about Callum Vale — he always opened the door himself. He looked at her like she was the first good thing that had happened to him all day.

Callum had ordered her a Negroni. She’d never mentioned that she drank Negronis. He’d watched her order one during their first evening and remembered. That was the second thing she’d noticed about Callum Vale. He remembered.

This was what made him different from every other man on her calendar, and the knowing was starting to become a problem.

“Same time next week?”

“You know how to book me.”

“I do. I’m asking if you want me to.”

She looked at Callum Vale — his loosened tie, his tired eyes, the silver threading through his dark hair — and thought, You are becoming a problem I don’t know how to solve.

“Yes,” she said. “I want you to.”

She pressed her forehead against the elevator wall and said, very quietly, to no one, “Fuck.”

The lie was so clean it almost worked. Almost.

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Prague — Sloane and Callum finally take the trip they’ve been dreaming about. Their first night in the city. And the moment Callum stops being careful.

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