"Stood up on my wedding day. I’m the bride-never-to-be. Just when I think I’ve hit rock bottom, I get stuck in a house with my billionaire enemy. Great.
I thought I had the perfect life. Gorgeous, loving fiancé who treats me like a princess? Check. Wedding of my dreams? Check. But instead of walking down the aisle to my groom, I was being questioned by police.
Turns out that Mr. Perfect is some international criminal mastermind and everything was a lie. Some time away from my newsworthy wedding drama is just what I need, and luckily my dad and brother have invited me to stay with them.
The only catch? My brother’s business partner and best friend is staying here too… and he just so happens to be my sworn enemy.
I wish it wasn’t so hard to ignore that excitement I feel when he’s around, or that one little promise he made me after our first meeting.
I can’t risk getting hurt again, especially not for the amusement of some rich jerk. But the tension between us feels like more than professional rivalry.
I admit that he’s a little handsome and the whole not-a-wanted-fugitive thing helps, but he’s always been a royal pain. I just have to survive this one visit and then I can go back to hating him. Right?"
"He’s ready to close the deal, but I’m no sellout!
I’ve got a bad habit that I can’t shake. His name is Alejandro “Alex” Anderson.
It starts out the same way—with a few drinks. Or more. Who’s counting? I find myself drawn to the promise of his passionate gaze, confident poise, and smoldering good looks. Before I know it, I’m in a janitor’s closet, locked in a steamy kiss with Alex. And of course, it doesn’t end there.
Each time we share a night of passion, I don’t want to return to Earth. After, as we cuddle, I can’t imagine myself with anyone else, but then reality kicks in.
See, Alex isn’t just a pretty face. He’s a billionaire, complete with a mansion in a gated community and a maid. We definitely come from two totally different worlds!
Now Alex is hatching a plan to buy Dewsbury and turn it into a corporate tourist dump for city folk... and it’s up to me to save our hometown!
I can’t help myself, though. Each time he texts, every time he calls, every time we fight and make up, I find myself falling for him even harder. Alex keeps showing up—coming to the Dewsbury annual block party and helping me renovate my Airbnb. And each time he leaves, I find myself looking forward to our next meetup.
I keep hoping Alex might change. Maybe he will. There are moments where I find myself falling head over heels for those heated, dark eyes and firm lips. Alex seems to feel the connection too, but whenever it seems like he is taking one step forward, he takes two steps back.
Maybe all we have are our memories—the old times I still treasure and the new ones we’ve made together. I wonder if Alex will figure out what’s really important before it’s too late."
