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My objective was simple: Break into the royal wedding, gain intelligence, and leave. Then I met Prince Rowan. Charming, sexy, and impossible to say no to, we danced and drank before he took me to his suite and not only shattered my innocence but made me feel alive for the first time. By midnight, I was gone, leaving behind a fallen earring and intending to never see him again. That is until months later, I'm placed in the palace as a royal servant and put directly in his path. He doesn't recognize me, but that doesn't mean he trusts me either. Nor should he.

It starts out as a bet....A way to forget about my latest in a string of bad relationships and move on. I know it's a mistake. Especially when I have a terrible knack for picking the wrong men. Then I see him. The gorgeous man in the dark suit, drowning his sorrows in a glass of scotch is only supposed to be one night of fun. No strings. Zero expectations. No one gets hurt. And when I wake up alone the next morning, it appears I've gotten everything I was after. That is until I find the shiny gold cuff links he left behind. Oh, and discover that he's my new boss.

My brother's best friend should have come with a warning label. The man was a cautionary tale and we were the ill-fated cliche. The star quarterback to my loner art geek. I fell, and I fell hard. A decade and a lifetime later, he's back. Only instead of being the star jock, he's now a surgeon. As if all that isn't bad enough, he has it in his determined, arrogant head that we should pick up where we left off. But this time, it'll take more than devouring looks and the rush of his touch to temp me back into his bed. And my heart? Not an option. 

I met him on my last New Year's Eve in New York. Sparks flew. Madness ensued. And after the hottest night of my life, I ran out on him. Three years later, he and I come face-to-face again.

When I was 14, I fell in love with the girl next door. My best friend’s sister was off-limits to me in every way. I was the bad boy, and she was the good girl. I was the kid with big rock star dreams, and she was the princess with her entire life planned out for her.

We thought we broke the curse. I married King Sebastian of Messalina. We're pregnant with twins. His children are happy and thriving in a way they never have. All is finally perfect and as it should be. But we were wrong. Darkness has returned and with it comes more heartbreak and danger than any of us are prepared for.

Seven years ago, I confessed my darkest secret to my brother's girlfriend. When she broke up with him and walked out of our lives, she took my secret with her. But, with my band set to go on tour, I have a problem. I need a nanny for my autistic daughter. And unfortunately, Viola Starr, my brother's ex, is the perfect fit.

A car crash. A fake story at the hospital. She warned me when I dragged her from the nightmare that was her life that she could very well destroy mine. I didn't listen. I didn't care. I brought her into my home. Into my life. Gave her a job. My Pandora. A goddess amongst mortals who opened a jar and obliterated my world with her beautiful evils. But from the moment I saw her, I knew she had to be mine. Consequences be damned.

I let her slip through my fingers—No, that's a lie. I was reckless and pushed her away. I was never supposed to fall for her . . . my tutor, my best friend. My fantasy. I tried to stay away. I failed. Then we graduated and everything changed. All I needed was a step back, a moment to breathe. But by the time I came up for air, she was in the arms of another man. Four years later, everything is different. And when I see her again, I remember why I should have never let her go in the first place.

The second I lay eyes on Naomi Kent, I know I want her. And not just for my duet, though her voice is so strikingly beautiful, it can make angels weep. It's her mind, her passion, her perfect curvy body. Everything about her sets my blood on fire. But here's the thing . . . I need her to get this song produced. She needs me to help her regain the life she lost. So, any chance at an us . . . Well, that's a no-go, right?

Henry Gauthier: Bassist. My brother's best friend. And my first love. He's also the man I grew to hate after a one-night stand went horribly wrong. I've spent the last three years successfully dodging him. Now, fresh out of a bad relationship and living in a new city, I finally feel like I'm starting to get myself together. And when an opportunity to produce Wild Minds' newest album presents itself, I can't help but jump at the chance of a lifetime. Even if it comes with a caveat. Three weeks in Hawaii, an impossible to meet deadline, and Henry Gauthier.