I should have never challenged the man behind the wheel of that jet-black Ferrari.

Brooding and devastatingly handsome, Ian McAlistair seemed to have the upper hand from the moment our eyes met. Then, with his touch, hi lit a flame I knew would only burn me in the end.

I wanted to forget our scandalous encounter¬¬¬–to forget that kiss, but it became a drug I craved. Like any addiction, it would weaken me, and that weakness would open the wounds from my past. None of that mattered because Ian McAlistair gets what he wants.

He tore down the walls I’d carefully crafted around myself. And I needed that protection, it kept me whole…or so I thought. In his arms, I found pleasure like I’d never known, and in that pleasure, I found the strength to let go of the pain.

Until the flame was extinguished by betrayal. Now, I’m left with the ashes from the fire I so desperately feared.

It is said if you love someone, you should set them free. But I would soon learn that Fate strongly disagrees. When two souls are bound for eternity, nothing will keep them apart.