Bailey Rogers has been sheltered her entire life. With the lifestyle her father lived in the streets, it was crucial that he kept her hidden from the world. Bailey rarely left their gated estate. With a full staff that consisted of a nanny, chef, housekeeper, butler and tutor, Bailey was well taken care of until she became a teenager and was sent to the UK for boarding school. Ronald Rogers did everything in his power to protect his only child. He had the funds to give her the best and that's exactly what he did. What he didn't prepare for was being indicted by the FBI on kingpin charges. His accounts were immediately frozen, leaving his daughter out on her own. Ronald found himself doing something he never imagined doing, and that's making a deal with his best friend turned enemy, Frank Price, to ensure that his daughter isn't left out to dry. Jerrell Price has been preparing for the day he will take over his father's empire. His father, Frank, began teaching him the in and outs of the game the day he turned ten. To Jerrell, there is no one more powerful and more respected than his father. He holds his father's word as law, so when his father presented him with his plan to seal a deal with Ronald Rogers he knew not to question it. Jerrell will do anything to make his father proud, and that includes agreeing to marry a girl he doesn't know in order to expand his father's empire.

He's finally met his match. Someone who isn't effected by his smile Someone who isn't impressed by his money Someone who will call him on his bullshit Someone who will put him in his place Someone who refuses to be just another girl on his list "It's HER"

Success doesn't equate happiness. I've had to learn that the hard way over the years. With every disappointment, every let down, every heartbreak, my solution was to just achieve something. Gain a new award, a higher accolade, a bigger position. The distractions only work temporarily, but once it dies down you realize that you're left with just you. You realize that you're still alone, still a failure in other aspects of life, and still hiding from the past. My name is Brynn. I got married at nineteen to my college sweetheart, and at the age of twenty four I found myself packing up and leaving him in the middle of the night. During that ungodly hour is when everything starts to hit you, when everything begins to resurface. My husband never attempted to come after me, never even attempted to reach out to me. Yet I still find myself going to sleep with him on my mind. I can still feel his touch if I dream hard enough. I still find myself keeping up with his social media, following his life from a distance. Only in that ungodly hour do I let my fantasies roam free and allow myself to miss him. I allow myself to still love him, still care for him. As long as I know that once morning hits it's back to business, back to being distracted, and back to being alone.