From Wall Street Journal and USA Today Bestselling Author M. Robinson comes an angsty romance.
From the moment I laid eyes on her, I wanted her.
She was a vision.
From her pouty lips, to the curves of her body, she was made purely for my desire. But I wasn’t the only man to fall on my knees for her attention. I was one of many. She didn’t belong to me.
She belonged to VIP.
Ysabelle was an escort.
And I was a married man.
This isn’t a love story, but a story about love.