HIGHEST RANK: #113 in ROMANCE ********** I looked across the room and saw him throwing daggers at me with his grey orbs. Satisfied with his reaction towards my little adventure, I moved more closer to the drunk guy, dancing with me. I looked at him again and this time his reaction was of pure, unadulterated fury. I smirked at him. And then my smirk slipped from my face as he stood up from his chair and started walking towards me with a purpose in his eyes. I moved out from the drunk guy's grasp and started moving, almost running, towards the exit. I was almost at the door when he caught my wrist and yanked me to his hard chest. "Don't play games without knowing the rules...Miss Brandt," he whispered in my ear. ********** Work! Work! Work! This is my life. At least since I started working at Winters Enterprises. Damon Winters, my boss, never feels any guilt for making me do three days of work in a single day. Oh, what am I talking about? He never feels anything, guilt is just one of them. But I believe in love. And this is where our thoughts contradict, because he believes in everything but love. Love is just a distraction for him. But for me, my life. ********** SUMMER'S WINTER IS THE FIRST BOOK IN THE NEW YORK SERIES.