His Ruin, Her Salvation

“You want me, admit it.” Roman smirks, caging her against the wall. Of course, she wants him. He is the most beautiful man she has ever seen, but every time he opens his filthy mouth, she remembers what this is – a simple agreement, a proposal, a means to an end. “No, Roman. I don’t want you. What is there to want?” She rolls her eyes, playing the game a little too well. “Hm.” He groans and leans in closer. He presses his full lips to her ear, and goosebumps break over her skin. “Let’s say I slid my hand through this skirt and into your panties,” he draws closer, his hand caging me in, “I won’t find your pussy dripping with need for me?” She gulps, because he will. His heat washes over her, and his hard length presses against her. Then, she remembers what this is and steps back. She doesn’t want him. She can’t. Scarlett Brooks is on the run. She has a new name and a buried past, but no matter how fast she runs, her past always catches up to her. Desperate and tired of running, she takes an offer made by a madman, a man more dangerous than the shadows hunting her. Roman Sterling wears one of the seven deadly sins like a second skin. Greed is his pulse. Wealth is his ambition. Luxury is his obsession. He is willing to do anything to get what he wants … including hiring an escort to pretend to be his wife. What begins as a simple contracted affair spirals into something darker, deeper and dangerously sensual. Their whole world unravels as feelings bloom in the thorniest of gardens, and lines start to blur.