She’s no damsel in distress. But he’s her knight… and he intends to prove it to her.
Gold digger. Trophy wife. And now, divorcee. Instead of being known as D.C.’s best fundraiser, Yvette Sava is now the ex-wife of D.C.’s most prominent attorney. Whispers, rumors, and prying paparazzi have driven her into near-seclusion. Her only holiday date? A bottle of Dom Perignon.
When a patch of ice sends her sprawling, a dark-haired man with steel-gray eyes and warm, powerful hands scoops her up, and her body responds automatically in a way she hasn’t felt in months. He’s mesmerizing. He’s commanding. He’s chivalrous. And he’s all wrong for her.
Ryan Knightbridge hasn’t been able to get Yvette out of his mind since he first laid eyes on her at a masquerade ball, dressed in a curve-hugging gown that broadcast her desires straight to his Dominant needs. He’s watched, helpless, as the press has raked her over the coals.
But now he has a chance. One weekend to prove to her she’s worthy of love… and that she can trust him with her submission.