A forced proximity, forbidden, age-gap romance, intended for a mature audience.
My marriage was a farce—our vows splintered years before my wife’s lips touched another man’s.
A call from my boss overseas asking me to house his juvenile daughter seemed the perfect opportunity to create some distance. Though Blue Sterling wasn’t the Bambi eyed kid I saved from a burning vehicle all those years ago.
Nah.
She was all grown up.
Killer legs, full lips, and a scent so alluring it made me sick.
Despite holding myself back, my walls began to crumble. She called me cold—she wasn’t wrong. Yet with each day that passed, and every forbidden touch, she seemed to nestle her way into my warmth. Warmth I had no idea I possessed.
Blue Sterling became my devotion. And though tragedy brought us together, it seemed my secrets kept us apart.
Ultimately, I realised it too little too late—the danger to be found in devotion when you weren’t all in.
