He was a hustler. A scoundrel. An opportunist. His lack of manners was shocking, his vocabulary the stuff of nightmares. No sense of propriety stood in the way of his inflated ego and no notion of civility prevented him from opening his mouth. His arrogance was off the charts, and with the face he had, it was no wonder.But he needed a lesson in civility, and he was about to get one.She was a spinster from hell. Uptight. High-and-mighty. Not too pretty, but with that body, she didn't need a pretty face. But that insolence of hers - it wouldn't let me sleep at night. It made me think of ways of shutting her up. She may have been an accomplished, independent woman with a brain, wit, and grace.But she needed a real man, and she was about to get one.A Gentleman Caveman is a super steamy enemies-to-lovers romance featuring a dirty-talking alphahole used to getting his way. This novel contains graphic language, explicit sexuality, adult situations, and a smidgeon of taboo. For mature readers only 18+.Tropes: ? OTT jealous possessive, domineering, dirty talking alphahole? Sworn off relationships heroine with a backbone? Insta hate Lust? Push and u0026 pull? Banter, barbs and u0026 innuendos? Opposites attract? Sheet-clenching chemistry? Forced proximitySteam level: hot, hot, scorching hot! ???POV: 1st person Her His Dual.