If only I'd never signed that contract. Or accepted the one I didn't.

My husband doesn't trust me. Not that I can blame him.

But he needs me, needs my image. I need his connections. And I have to find a way to convince him to set aside our differences.

There's one way that always works.

Even when we hate each other, our bodies betray us.

The one place we've never disagreed is in bed.

Except this is about more than just us.

And even Luka Zoric's legendary control breaks sometimes.