When I moved to America to live with my best friend, I did not expect to land myself in more drama than an episode of Shameless. But then, that's the story of my life. Needless to say, my best friend is far from impressed when her boss asks me out on a date. The same boss she's been trying to get to notice her since the day she started working for him.
Men like Frank Racer, rich and powerful, built like God's of old, do nothing for me. But then why is it I just cannot stay away from him? And, am I biting off more than I can chew with a man that is most definitely the most violent man I have ever come across?