Cinderella Trilogy

Money can buy anything...and anyone. As the head of the Constantine family, I'm used to people bowing to my will. Cruel, rigid, unyielding-I'm all those things. When I discover the one woman who doesn't wither under my gaze, but instead smiles right back at me, I'm intrigued. Ash Elliott needs cash, and I make her trade in crudeness and degradation for it. I crave her tears, her moans. I pay for each one, and every time, she comes back for more. When she challenges me with an offer of her own, I have to decide if I'm willing to give her far more than cold hard cash. But love can have deadly consequences when it comes from a Constantine. At the stroke of midnight, that choice may be lost for both of us.

Winston Constantine is no prince charming...but I crave him so badly I think I might be losing my mind. He's right in front of me, but he's just as remote as my dreams of getting away from my stepbrothers. I keep playing his twisted games, and I want to stay just as distant as he is. But I can't. I never could. I've fallen for him. Hopelessly. Irrevocably. But Winston isn't a lover, he's a business venture; a way for me to pay for college. A ticket out. He's never pretended to be anything other than that. I can't blame him for making me fall in love. There can be no happily ever after between a maid and a prince, no matter what the stories say.