The last thing I needed in my life was another arrogant jerk to distract me from my career.
But there was something about James I couldn’t resist, despite how wrong it was. The ex-Marine took control every time we were together, and it felt so good to let him.
Despite how he made me feel, I couldn’t shake the conviction that he would destroy me.
Manipulating people is an art, and I’m Michelangelo.
My name is James Stratton. At least, that’s the name I’m using right now. I’m a con artist. A grifter. But I only steal from assholes who deserve it.
Kat has no idea that I’m her childhood friend. I’ve changed. Grown. Matured. And I’m back to get even with the girl who broke my heart.
He’s richer than the Queen. More famous, too. And he needs my help.
I didn’t know the stunningly handsome stranger at the bar was Liam Windsor, royal cousin and billionaire banker. He seduced me before I learned the truth. Now he wants me again. And again.
Sleeping with clients never ends well, but how can I refuse?
A blackmailer is after my fortune and threatens to destroy my life.
The hacker I’d contacted to help solve my problem didn’t show up to our meeting, so I lost myself in a gorgeous redhead instead. Imagine my surprise when I found out the hacker spent the night in my bed.
I need to hide my intentions from the blackmailer, and I know exactly how to do it. Addison will have pretend to be a billionaire’s girlfriend.
If I have my way, it won’t be an act for long.
The last thing I needed was another bad boy.
Hard muscles. Handsome. Hot tattoos. He had a dangerous, I don’t give a fuck attitude that made him irresistible.
It was supposed to be a one-night stand, but when Dad introduced Chris as my new stepbrother, I knew I was in trouble. His world of gangs and violence would destroy me.
I needed to stay away.
Why do I find that impossible?
Drugs, fights, death. A typical Wednesday. Meeting Leah changed everything—music coursed through my veins when we fucked. I knew she would be the key to escaping the quicksand I’d been mired in for ten years.
I shouldn’t want her. I couldn’t resist her. Breaking out of the crime and blood and into a new life would be impossible without her.