Tracy Blanchard craves independence. That's why she owns and runs her own little store. She's young, pretty, smart, and self-sufficient. Or so she thinks.

More often than not, she finds herself wishing she had someone in her life to share everything with.

Instead, all she has is some anonymous rich guy buying up all the buildings in her neighborhood. And she's determined not to sell, no matter what.

Then he arrives. A handsome stranger wearing an expensive suit and a charming smile.

Tracy has no idea what she's in for!

Warning: this 5600 word erotic romance short story contains explicit material some readers may find too hot to handle. Read at your own risk!

Author's note: This is the first story of a prospective new serial, depending on its success. Let me know what you think!