A chance encounter with a ruthless billionaire shattered my world—and maybe, just maybe, pieced it back together.

Lyra:

Whoever said “plenty of fish in the sea” never had a date with Catfish pretending to be Marlin. By the time I fled the restaurant, I deserved a medal—or at least another drink. A dive bar and vodka was the answer to my prayers.

And so was he.

Tall, dark, broody, a man with his own thundercloud. A man who can give me the kind of passion I've always craved.

But this isn't a love story. It's just one night. However much I want him, after tomorrow I'll never see him again.


Max:

I hate weddings. Including my own. Correction, especially my own.

Should've walked before the tux fitting, but obligations, family expectations, blah blah blah. Didn't matter in the end, because the bride jilted me. Right at the altar. Broken-hearted? Nope. Humiliated?
Hell yeah.

Now I'm here, with one goal: forgetting today existed.

And then she walked in. Her smile soothed my darkness, her body fueled my desire. And when she melted under my hands, the world finally shut up.

She's danger wrapped in beauty. I have no business wanting more. But I made her mine, and I won't let her go.

This steaming-hot kickoff to Manhattan's Most Eligible Series is perfect if you love of sizzling chemistry, sharp wit, and dangerous billionaires.