Being a billionaire stirred something deep in my soul like nothing else.
But that was until I saw her again.
Her smile – sweet and forbidden.
My eldest brother prohibited me from making any scandal to our resort.
I had learned how to turn my sexual prowess down a few notches.
But in my free time, I did whatever pleased me.
There she is — exactly the way I remember her.
One thing's different, though.
The little girl holding her hand, calling her Momma.
Our eyes meet, sparks of recognition light in hers.
My heart flutters inside my chest.
Wait — what the hell.
Does she think I haven't recognized the only woman
I've ever come close to falling in love with?