When a young, naive woman loses herself in the wealth and power of an older, well acclaimed businessman in New York, she is blinded by the enthrallment of the extravagant lifestyle he can provide.
For years, Chelsea Barwick has succumbed to the demanding confines of Leo Eiden only to realize that he is incapable of loving her the way she longs to be loved. With his love for money overshadowing his love for her, she is pushed to the edge of despair. The blinders come off and Chelsea finally sees Leo for what he really is, a deceptive, cheating man who believes that true happiness can only come from money.
Falling into the arms of Jax Goulding, who is as mysterious as he is gorgeous, was inevitable for Chelsea. Fueled by deceitful rage, she is determined to fight fire with fire, only to encounter more than what she bargained for. Getting involved with Jax doesn’t come without its challenges. It does, however, come with an undeniable physical attraction toward a man who teaches her a whole new meaning of the word desire with his sexual taunting tendencies that leave her begging for more.
Jax bent one leg and rested it on the couch. His arm stretched along the back ledge of the couch behind me so that he wound up turned toward me.
I leaned forward and set my drink on the mirror-topped circular table that sat centered to the couch. A candle burned a soft flame in a frosted crystal holder centered on the table.
“What brings you out tonight?” he asked in a calm, very confident tone.
“Just needed a night out. What brings you out?” I asked in return.
“After a long day of meetings, I was in desperate need of unwinding.”
“Oh, so you are one of those stuffed suit types,” I joked.
He laughed. “Do I look like a stuffy suit kinda of guy?”
“Just because you don’t look like one, doesn’t mean you aren’t one.”
His eyes narrowed and a soft smile crossed his face, reveling sexy dimples.
I was acutely aware of the returned fluttering deep in my belly.
The air escaped my lungs when his fingers feathered over my shoulder, and an unwelcomed pulsating sensation developed between my thighs. My thoughts were running wild, imagining all the things I would like to do to this man. I was drifting into uncharted territory. I had to find my way back—and fast. It took great concentration and effort, but I managed to snap myself back to reality. It was an even bigger challenge to try to maintain my composure.
“Jax, thank you for the drink, but I really must go.” I hoped he wouldn’t pick up on the slight cracking in my voice as a result of my growing sexual desires for him.
I stood, pulling at the hem of my skirt trying to return it to a comfortable length.
He stood right in front of me. “Can I see your phone?” he asked.
“My phone? Why?” I asked suspiciously.
“You need my number.”
Still feeling like I was in autopilot, I slid my hand into my purse, and I handed him my phone.
After punching in his name and number, he slid my phone back into my purse.
My eyes caught with his. I felt a powerful pull, drawing me toward him. I had to find a way to stop my growing desires, which had become extremely hard to do.
I turned to leave.
He touched my shoulder with a gentle squeeze.
I turned slightly—just enough to see his face. My chest began to raise and drop heavily.
“Chelsea, will you call me?” The deep, rasp of his voice saying my name weakened me at the knees.
“Have a good night, Jax.” I smiled, knowing I had to find Maddy quickly. I need to get far away from him before I find myself unable to refrain from what I really want.
