Trump Tower

“Jeffrey Robinson’s novel Trump Tower bares it all. Here is the drama of the Ultra Rich, the Ultra Powerful, and the Ultra Beautiful who call the most glamorous address in the country their home. I can’t wait to see it on television!”
—Donald Trump

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At Trump Tower--the iconic Manhattan building on the corner of 56th Street and Fifth Avenue--there exists a world of luxury, glamor, sex, lust, and naked power.

But at Trump Tower, nothing is quite what it seems to be.

And everyone has a secret.

Move in and meet your neighbors:

The "garbage" traders who are willing to do business with South American money brokers; the power couple, a TV anchor and her broker husband, for whom sex is sometimes an elaborate game; the Hollywood agent who is plotting to own the world; the British rock star under house arrest who sends out for good times, sex, and rock n' roll; the model with one of the most famous faces in the world who just happens to be kept by two men who don't know of each others existence; the Broadway star who is banned from the building; one of the richest men in the world who believes his innocent daughter is still innocent; the business owner who is being forced out by someone who wants her business; the mysterious and venomous woman who wants to build an indoor tropical rainforest; the assistant to the Director of Operations who is willing to do anything to get the General Manager's job; and Pierre Belasco, the General Manager and ringmaster of Trump Tower whose job is "ultimate discretion."

Leave your modesty downstairs. Trump Tower is the sexiest novel of the decade.

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"The red room of pain in "Fifty Shades of Grey" would fit right into "Trump Tower," a new novel by Jeffrey Robinson that reads like a male version of Danielle Steel on steroids... a fun read about the depths of degradation residents go to in order to live in the Midtown building -- like a supermodel who suffers through bondage routines with a movie star and gets compensated with real estate and offshore bank accounts for dalliances with an Italian count and a Kuwaiti prince. Sounds like a TV series or film might be next." -- The New York Post