“What the fuck are you talking about? The one time I do something good, it bites me in the ass.” Clara chuckled. “You and I both know why you saved that girl, and it had nothing to do with being good.” “What are you talking about? I found her dropping from yee high. I wanted to drive past, but she was in the street. What did you want me to do, run her over?” I shouted. “I wouldn’t put it past you.” Clara continued moving around the house, gathering stuff she really didn’t need to put away. “For fucks sakes Clara, what will I do with her?” “Take her back to the city with you.” “What? Are you crazy?” The woman was going mad in her old age. “I have a better idea. You have done your best for her. I will just drop her back on the road I found her in. Someone else can continue from where I stopped.” “Again! You and I know you will not do that.” “What the fuck, Clara! Why the hell do you keep saying that?” I said in exasperation. “Because she looks dangerously like your dead wife. That’s why you saved her, isn’t it?” Brooding widower Victor Harrington isn’t looking for trouble but fate had other plans for him. When he stumbles across Isla, who looks uncannily like his late wife; on the run, he reluctantly offers her shelter. As he offers her a job and helps her settle in until she has a place to go, he discovers she’s none other than the missing heiress of Whitmore Group; the very company he’s spent five years trying to acquire. Victor decides to protect her… purely for business reasons, of course. (At least, that’s what he tells himself.) But there’s just one problem: the only way to guarantee her safety is to get her married. Now, he’s stuck playing matchmaker and helping her navigate the countless eligible bachelors in town. As they spend more time together, the real danger becomes clear: resisting the undeniable attraction between them. Can they find Isla a husband before sparks fly and they both come undone and unclathed, or will their carefully laid plans go up in flames?

For two years, Sofia had been the hidden lover of Damian Blackwood, satisfying his sexual wants every weekend. Although Sofia always knew it could never last, she found herself falling in love with the man. When the top story on Gossip magazines was news about Damian's first love returning, followed by his sudden plans for a wedding proposal, she decides to spare herself the pain of heartbreak. She leaves, selling all the valuables he ever gifted her except a gold locket that had a picture of both of them in it. She proceeds to vanish without a trace. Three years later, Sofia has built a new simple life in a small town with her three-year-old son, Lucas. Damian finds her, his anger murderous. He wants her back but something had changed. He wonders what happened to his little submissive. But it didn't matter, what had changed in her: behind closed doors, would she still be his little submissive?