Trust Fund

Two billionaires determined to claim her. And a war fought on the most dangerous battlefield—the heart. My story starts with a plunge into the cold water of Manhattan's harbor. A strong hand hauls me back onto the deck of the luxury yacht. Christopher was supposed to be my enemy. Instead, he protects me with fierce determination. That should have been my happily ever after, but then Sutton appeared—ruthless and seductive. He doesn't care that my heart belongs to someone else because he's determined to win. No matter the cost. It's an impossible choice, but I can't have them both.

Ambitious. Intense. Irresistible. I never wanted to fall for a man. And definitely not two men. They tear me apart until I don't know how I'll ever be whole again. Until I'm not sure I want to be. How can I choose between two halves of myself?

Billionaire Sutton Mayfair has nothing left to lose... My best friend is getting married to the woman I love. They say the nice guy finishes last. So, what's the point of being a goddamn gentleman? Maybe I should take what I want. Even that sexy little thing on the street corner. She needs a hot meal and a place to sleep. Instead, I'm taking her home to soothe the savage beast inside me. I was born a bastard, and for the first time in my life, I act like one. Except the more I use her, the more I need her. I didn't know I had someone left to lose. But for a single heartbeat, I had her.

A male escort. His virgin client. What happens when one night isn't enough? I'm an escort, which means this date is nothing more than a mutually enjoyable transaction. There shouldn't be any surprises, not for one as jaded as me, but when I walk into the penthouse suite of L'Etoile, everything changes. 1) For one thing, Bea is heartstoppingly gorgeous. Pale green eyes and endless freckles. Curves I want to spend all night exploring, as if her body was made for me. 2) Her innocence makes me want to use my entire inventory of bedroom tricks on her and then invent a few more. 3) Except that... she's a virgin. I can initiate her into the world of desire without letting her get attached, can't I? A few hours of tutoring, and at the end of the night a small fortune will be deposited into my bank account. But once I realize one night with her won't be enough, I'm the one who's screwed.