One Wicked Weekend

Cassie

Marcus DeLuca is a problem I don't need–powerful, ruthless, and dangerously addictive. He doesn't ask. He takes. And now he wants me, with no rules and no limits, for one weekend. I should say no. I should run.  Instead, I say yes, because there's something about Marcus I can't resist.

I swore I'd never be vulnerable again, that no man would ever have power over me ever again. Except, I'm falling for him, unable to stop the storm he creates in me. And I'm terrified, because men like Marcus don't do love. And if I let him in, I risk losing myself. And this time, if I shatter, I'm afraid I'll never recover.

Marcus

I don't lose. And I sure as hell don't beg. Cassie thinks she can keep me at arm's length. She's wrong. Because she's already mine, even if she doesn't realize it yet. Something is holding her back--it's in her eyes, in the way she tries to distance herself. There's a pain there I need to heal, to make whole. I dare her to give me a weekend—no limits, no rules, no way out. I'll tempt her. Challenge her. Make her crave me.

I have one weekend to break down her defenses, just one chance to claim every part of her, even the scars. Because I'm not here for a taste. I'm here for her. And I won't leave without what's mine.