The line between love and hate has never been so explosive. I'd been dreading my flight back to the U. K. after a much needed visit home. Meeting Alessandro made the trip a hell of a lot better. He was sexy. Gorgeous. Italian. A professor. Exactly what I needed to forget the constant ache in my chest. We lost ourselves in one another during those long hours in the air. He was a dream come true. Or so I thought. Professor McJerk had changed from the man I'd met on the plane. This cold, arrogant, and rude version introduced a new level of torture into my life. We became archenemies as insults flew between us. But a chink in my armor appeared in the form of a three-foot mini version of the man I'd grown to despise. Alessandro's son was his complete opposite. In no time at all I was wrapped around his pinkie. Too bad that didn't change my feelings toward his father. Until I discovered Alessandro wasn't exactly who he portrayed himself to be. A completely different man was buried beneath his rude façade. When the real Alessandro emerged, so did the passion. Sometimes the most unforgettable love stories are the result of the greatest tragedies. Ours certainly was. One Shameless Night is a complete standalone novel.
