Prologue

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Sarah Bertram was a privileged, honey-haired twenty-four year old whom you could call a goddess. At least by today's standards. And the funny thing was, her character never had that self-assured, elitist attitude so many young women put out in a world where one percent of the population control ninety percent of the wealth. They call San Diego, California "America's Finest City," and for good reason—it simply is. Two-hundred and sixty-six days of sunshine, a wonderfully immense Pacific bay, and situated at the very south of the state where one can snow ski mornings in the Sierras and surf the golden beaches by afternoon. It was the playground Sarah called home.

Growing up in one of the most opulent areas of the West coast, Fairbanks Ranch, with its riding clubs and jaw-dropping estates, this tine-time cheerleader and straight 'A' student ventured out of her fairytale bubble following high school. She spent four years at Scripps College and then a post graduate year and a half at UCLA, exiting academia as a Speech and Language therapist. This was contrary to what her parents had in mind, as her father had always planned to make Sarah a partner at his investment firm in La Jolla. But keeping to those contrary attitudes her parents had tried to instill in her about materialism and the 'good life,' she set out on her own path to work at a San Diego speech therapy clinic helping children with communication disorders.

Nature, however, has a way of finding such biodiversity and utilizes it sometimes unpredictably for its own mysterious purposes. And because of this invisible law, Sarah's inescapable beauty and privileges could not be totally disguised. And for this she was about to find out that often fate gives powerful lessons. Adventures which sometimes come at a life-threatening price.

Enter Jess Danford, a self-proclaimed millionaire real estate developer, who swept Sarah that summer off her feet by his charisma and charm. She met him reluctantly while accompanying her parents to the island of Santorini, Greece. The twenty-eight year old, self-made entrepreneur, represented everything Sarah loathed about the wealthy, except two things—his unexpected sensitivity and the fact that in the Aegean moonlight people can be overwhelmingly attractive and exciting.

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