The Scarlet Night

When I saw Nina Astor, I had to have her.
Blonde bombshell. 
Park Avenue princess.
She was pure as snow and giving me one night to dirty her up.

But by morning, I knew:
She wasn't just a pretty face.
She wasn't just a casual fling.

One night?
Please. 
I needed a lifetime.

Then I discover: 
Nina Astor isn't who she says she is. 
She's beyond off-limits.

The real problem? I couldn't care less.