He’s a bad boy on a motorcycle hiding his billionaire status behind his fashion photographer gig. Every woman wants him. But the most gorgeous man in London only wants me . . .
The moment I arrived in London, I crashed into Drew Bonnaire. Literally. He’s a James Dean-wannabe with a leather jacket and an appetite for adventure. And he’s giving me the ride of my life.
Of course hes one of Londons most eligible bachelors with an accent that would make any American good-girl swoon. I knew he was trouble when I found out he was famous for attempting to escape his familys wealthy name by speeding off on his motorcycle with a supermodel perched on the back.
I’m no supermodel. But I had to act like one when I posed for a magazine spread in nothing but the lacy lingerie I used to be famous for designing.
Did I mention Drew was the photographer on set?
And we were alone.
With nothing but lace between us.
I can’t stop thinking about that night on the back of his motorbike. I had no idea this kind of red-hot passion was possible. Not for a girl like me.
After a night of pleasure at his penthouse, he invites me to attend his brother’s wedding to meet his family. Turns out, he’s not just any billionaire, but his family’s financial firm may be the only one that can save my sinking luxury lingerie brand. Drews ready to hang up his playboy hat for me, but how can I choose between leather and lace?
