One is a wealthy heiress cast out by her family; the other is a brilliant young man who moves through both the legitimate and underworld business worlds.
The first time they met, she said helplessly, “Sir, could you do something about all that rampant testosterone? This plane isn’t yours, and having women swarm around you is keeping me from sleeping.”
The second time they met, he wrapped an arm around her waist and chuckled in her ear. “Even the most defiant rose will eventually fall into my arms.”
The third time they met was six years later. With two adorable lookalike children at her side, she threw his words back in his face. “So what if I borrowed something from you? They came out of my womb. Go cool your heels somewhere else!”
