I made one sitting down at the wrong poker table. Now I owe the Italian mob $250,000 I don't have, my passport is their collateral, and every dollar I earn belongs to men who don't forgive.
The Network is my only option—an exclusive escort service where Cascade Point's elite pay for discretion, elegance, and companionship. It's fast, easy money.
Then my boss starts booking me through his own app.
Locke Stonebridge has one unbreakable never get involved with employees. But he keeps requesting me. A dinner date. A weekend gala. An overnight that shatters every boundary between us. He wants to save me, but I refuse to be anyone's damsel.
With three days until my deadline and danger closing in, I face an impossible accept his help and lose my independence, or play one final hand where the stakes are my heart, my freedom, and my life.
LOCKE
I built The Network to protect women, not to fall for one of them.
Sinclair disrupts everything—her secrets, her reckless charm, the way she gambles with her safety like it's just another hand of cards. I can see she's hiding something, running from something, but she won't let me close enough to help.
So I do the only thing that makes I book her. Again and again.
I tell myself it's professional oversight. That I'm just ensuring her safety. But the truth is, I'm obsessed, and she's slipping through every system I've built to keep control. When I discover the full extent of her danger—the debt, the deadline, the men who own her passport—I'm furious. Not at her. At myself for missing it.
She won't accept my help. Won't let me fix this. But I didn't build an empire by accepting no for an answer.
All I know is some rules are made to be broken. Even mine.