Phinn Hawkins, una chica acostumbrada a llevar barro en las botas y briznas de paja en el pelo, no pensaba dejarse engañar por los encantos y la sonrisa de pecado del millonario Ty Allardyce… que, además, era imposiblemente engreído...
His body climbing over mine.
My teeth biting his neck.
His scent on my skin.
My nails carving a path down his back.
His commands whispered in my ear.
All of my senses filled with him.
I knew it was bad. But I craved more.
It had begun...