I have known her for years. I have wanted her for years. There are a million different reasons why I should walk away from Taylor. Let’s start with the obvious: she’s so young-- sweet, pure…innocent. I’m her older brother’s best friend. I’ve been around the block once or twice or a hundred times.
I play fast and dirty, both on the field and in the bedroom. It's all a game. And this is one game I will win. Ava Bennett is stubborn, smart...and has a body that makes grown men weep. I haven't stopped thinking about her since that night. Five years ago. Now that fate has brought her back into
Yeah, I’m a prince. But I’m no prince-effing-charming. I’m not looking to make some girl’s Cinderella fantasy come true. Until I meet her. My sexy, sweet little American with a body built for sin. Which is fitting, since we’re in Las Vegas, Sin City. Where anything can happen. Even a guy like me
Twenty effing years I’ve given my fans, my agents, my band members—everyone but me—what they wanted. I gave them everything I had. But I can’t anymore. I’m dead inside. There’s nothing left to give. Until I see her. The girl wearing wings. White. Angel wings. She turns to me and her eyes find mine.
The first time I saw her I knew she was mine. I have everything I want. That's the life of a billionaire. I see. I want. I get. So, of course, when the woman of my dreams—the fiery redhead with the face of an angel and balls of steel—comes stomping into my world, I take action. I know how to get
