I swore to stay away from her. But a taste of her has got me addicted, and now I have to make her mine.

I'm filthy rich. They call me a genius on the front page of the business newspapers, and you're just as likely to see my face on the tabloids.

I used to love it all. The spotlight, the women, the glamor. But it was getting old.

That's when Emily sashayed her way into my life. With her long legs and full hips, my reaction was primal and instantaneous. I wanted to rip her clothes off, pin her down and feel those curves writhing under me.

I had to have her. And I'm a man who gets what he wants.

But one split second changed everything.

Now a man lies six feet under, and everything is upside down. A deadly secret stands between Emily and me. I'll lose everything I've worked so hard for if I get any closer to her.

So I swore to keep my dirty paws off her. For her own good.

But when she looks at me with those big blue eyes so full of pent-up desire, those luscious lips tempting me to have a taste, all my good intentions go out the window.

I want nothing more than to break all the rules and make her mine.