Author: S.M. May
Title: SECRET FUNDING
Editor: SelfPub
Genre: MM Romance / Contemporary / BDSM
Release date: 15th October 2015
Pages: 154
Words: 54.000
Young, handsome, sometimes cruel. Noah Kress is a hardened broker, skilled enough to bring success to his company and determined to face the ever-growing challenges of the venture capital market. In his private life he is Master Noah, a very popular dominator at the Circle, one of the most exclusive private clubs in Boston. For him, at work as well as in the dungeon, people and events are just variables to be interpreted, numbers to be broken down, combinations to consider and evaluate.
But when the latest, most difficult deal threatens to make his company sink without trace, his only chance seems to be the large investment fund managed by the mysterious Martin Scheer. And in order to provide credit, Martin demands a very special guarantee.
For both of them it's just business. Yet, what was supposed to be a mere contract might just shatter the perfect surface of their lives.
And will talented player Noah be willing to gamble following brand new rules?
Due to m/m mature content, this book is recommended for an adult audience.
But when the latest, most difficult deal threatens to make his company sink without trace, his only chance seems to be the large investment fund managed by the mysterious Martin Scheer. And in order to provide credit, Martin demands a very special guarantee.
For both of them it's just business. Yet, what was supposed to be a mere contract might just shatter the perfect surface of their lives.
And will talented player Noah be willing to gamble following brand new rules?
Due to m/m mature content, this book is recommended for an adult audience.
This is a new author to Gay Media Reviews, and I was really looking forward to reading this book - and it didn't disappoint.
To be honest, I wasn't sure what to make of Noah to begin with. He was a financial wizrd, but outside of work he seemed like a loner. The only place he frequented after work was the private club called The Circle, where he was Master Noah - a dominant who had an aversion to being touched.
When a business deal was going sour, he was thrown a lifeline from Martin Scheer - who was also known as Master M. All Noah had to do was to be at Martins beck and call any time of the day or night for six weeks, and doing everything he asked of him... was this even possible? But nobody was to know the details of their contract.
Parker is Noah's best friend as well as his company lawyer, and Noah doesn't tell him what he has agreed, and this upsets Parker quite a lot, and their relationship shows signs of being rather strained.
Noah is used to being in control, and when Martin starts to take control, Noah at first rebels, then slowly Martin manages to peel pack the layers and starts to see a different Noah, even a Noah that he himself doesn't recognise.
Halfway through their contract, Noah realises that he no longer feels resentment for Martin. He even submits to Martin in the bedroom, which he has never done before. Then slowly realises that he is actually starting to have deep feelings for Martin, but as soon as Martin realises this, he terminates their contract.
Now is the time that Noah experiences feelings that are alien to him, and he just doesn't know what to do or how to act. He seems to walk around in a total daze. He then tries to speak to his best friend, but Parker is nowhere to be found....
Was it love that Noah was feeling? Can he ever reconcile with Martin, or are he and Martin too alike? Will he be able to find Parker and salvage their friendship?
This book had me hooked from the beginning, I think as it wasn't your typical romance, bed and marriage read! It had a great storyline of Noah being a financial wizard and building his company, but he kept up a facade of being cold and at times heartless.
I look forward to reading more from this author in the future.
To be honest, I wasn't sure what to make of Noah to begin with. He was a financial wizrd, but outside of work he seemed like a loner. The only place he frequented after work was the private club called The Circle, where he was Master Noah - a dominant who had an aversion to being touched.
When a business deal was going sour, he was thrown a lifeline from Martin Scheer - who was also known as Master M. All Noah had to do was to be at Martins beck and call any time of the day or night for six weeks, and doing everything he asked of him... was this even possible? But nobody was to know the details of their contract.
Parker is Noah's best friend as well as his company lawyer, and Noah doesn't tell him what he has agreed, and this upsets Parker quite a lot, and their relationship shows signs of being rather strained.
Noah is used to being in control, and when Martin starts to take control, Noah at first rebels, then slowly Martin manages to peel pack the layers and starts to see a different Noah, even a Noah that he himself doesn't recognise.
Halfway through their contract, Noah realises that he no longer feels resentment for Martin. He even submits to Martin in the bedroom, which he has never done before. Then slowly realises that he is actually starting to have deep feelings for Martin, but as soon as Martin realises this, he terminates their contract.
Now is the time that Noah experiences feelings that are alien to him, and he just doesn't know what to do or how to act. He seems to walk around in a total daze. He then tries to speak to his best friend, but Parker is nowhere to be found....
Was it love that Noah was feeling? Can he ever reconcile with Martin, or are he and Martin too alike? Will he be able to find Parker and salvage their friendship?
This book had me hooked from the beginning, I think as it wasn't your typical romance, bed and marriage read! It had a great storyline of Noah being a financial wizard and building his company, but he kept up a facade of being cold and at times heartless.
I look forward to reading more from this author in the future.
But I've already clarified that I don't need an escort. You'll be surprised to know that I never pay to fuck people. On the contrary, people usually beg me to fuck them.”
“You can't say that.” Noah was filled with a profound anger. This time, he leaned forward and wasn't afraid to look the man in the eye. “It's my line, the one I always tell clients when they hire me. Are you making fun of me?”
“Kress, my little dominator still wet behind the ears. I was speaking those words to my submissives even before founding Boston's Circle.” Martin's tone was haughty and indulgent.
Now, Noah understood why that night at the Circle he hadn't been able to pinpoint the color of his eyes. They could have been anything from green to murky brown, but they were still evenly dark. Lifeless.
“I think I've been more than clear,” Martin added. “You'll give me six weeks of your life and your freedom during that time, and I'll give you the sixty million you need. I'll finance Kress Investments' deal without any other expense on your part and, once it's done, I won't complain if the profits are low. Let's just say that I consider it a non-refundable investment.” His voice softened, but there was no light in his eyes. “I'll give you my phone number. Why don't you take a few hours to think about it? After all, you've got three options: save yourself, even though I think it's the least likely; sink, saving your pride but ruining yourself financially; or, accept my proposal and put yourself on the line.”
Noah hoped Martin couldn't tell his throat was parchment-dry and that it hurt even to swallow a little spit. “Well, before coming here I'd already decided to go relax at the club for a while. I could use that time to think about your... proposal.”
“Finally some common sense. By all means, go.” Martin's dismissal was a saving grace. “In the meantime I'll get back to work – a rather boring and taxing task, I should say.” He elegantly held back a yawn. “That's why I enjoy distractions so much.”
It was difficult to catch Noah Kress unawares. It was hard to provoke him and he very rarely got scared. Yet Martin Scheer had managed to do all three.
And Noah wanted to get out of that office as soon as possible and hide until midnight in the muffled silence of the Circle.
Maybe the Titanic still hadn't appeared on the horizon, like that gutless coward Miguel was afraid of, but Noah could picture his cocktail's colorful umbrella floating among the icebergs, as a comfortable vision.
Precious comfort in that gray, leaden autumn.
“You can't say that.” Noah was filled with a profound anger. This time, he leaned forward and wasn't afraid to look the man in the eye. “It's my line, the one I always tell clients when they hire me. Are you making fun of me?”
“Kress, my little dominator still wet behind the ears. I was speaking those words to my submissives even before founding Boston's Circle.” Martin's tone was haughty and indulgent.
Now, Noah understood why that night at the Circle he hadn't been able to pinpoint the color of his eyes. They could have been anything from green to murky brown, but they were still evenly dark. Lifeless.
“I think I've been more than clear,” Martin added. “You'll give me six weeks of your life and your freedom during that time, and I'll give you the sixty million you need. I'll finance Kress Investments' deal without any other expense on your part and, once it's done, I won't complain if the profits are low. Let's just say that I consider it a non-refundable investment.” His voice softened, but there was no light in his eyes. “I'll give you my phone number. Why don't you take a few hours to think about it? After all, you've got three options: save yourself, even though I think it's the least likely; sink, saving your pride but ruining yourself financially; or, accept my proposal and put yourself on the line.”
Noah hoped Martin couldn't tell his throat was parchment-dry and that it hurt even to swallow a little spit. “Well, before coming here I'd already decided to go relax at the club for a while. I could use that time to think about your... proposal.”
“Finally some common sense. By all means, go.” Martin's dismissal was a saving grace. “In the meantime I'll get back to work – a rather boring and taxing task, I should say.” He elegantly held back a yawn. “That's why I enjoy distractions so much.”
It was difficult to catch Noah Kress unawares. It was hard to provoke him and he very rarely got scared. Yet Martin Scheer had managed to do all three.
And Noah wanted to get out of that office as soon as possible and hide until midnight in the muffled silence of the Circle.
Maybe the Titanic still hadn't appeared on the horizon, like that gutless coward Miguel was afraid of, but Noah could picture his cocktail's colorful umbrella floating among the icebergs, as a comfortable vision.
Precious comfort in that gray, leaden autumn.
S.M. May is mom of three / lawyer / blogger and she lives in North-East Italy trying to find the right balance between work, family, reading and writing.
She's good at some things, a bit less at others. But she does them all with passion.
She writes F/M romance, M/M romance, epic fantasy.
Secret Funding is her first book in English version.
For any questions you can write here: sm.may.books@gmail.com
She's good at some things, a bit less at others. But she does them all with passion.
She writes F/M romance, M/M romance, epic fantasy.
Secret Funding is her first book in English version.
For any questions you can write here: sm.may.books@gmail.com
