He was hard and alone when she walked in. Four months until his wife returned. Four months of aching nights and no one to touch him the way he needed. She should have run. Instead she dropped to her knees and took him deep, tasting the power and the loneliness all at once. Now he wants more. Every lunch break. Every late night. Every secret hour until the deal ends. She still has a boyfriend. A soft gentle man who never fills her the way her boss does. But the CEO is already possessive. Already watching. Already claiming pieces of her she never meant to give. Four months. That is all they promised. Yet every time he pulls her close she feels the truth burning between them. Some private desires refuse to stay temporary.

Violet Westridge sold one night to a stranger to save her mother's life. She lost her mother anyway, and kept a secret that would cost her everything else. Lawrence Blackwell doesn't know her name. All he remembers is a woman in his room the night he was drugged, someone he half believes helped set him up. When she comes back pregnant, he doesn't ask questions. He hands her a check and tell her to get rid of it and never let him see her again. Her own father does the same. He disowns her rather than let a scandal touch Westridge Holdings, and gives her birthright to her stepsister instead. Violet leaves with nothing but her mother's ring and a truth only she carries. Five years later, she comes back to New York running a company strong enough to threaten his. She's not the desperate woman he once paid off. She's wealthy, untouchable, and raising two boys who look just like him. Lawrence wants answers. He wants his sons. He wants her back. But the truth about that night isn't his to find anymore.