Sunsets and Burnt Toast

"If you ever burn your toast, wait for the sunset to feel better."
"Why?"
"Because it's fucking hard to ruin a sunset."

Isha Agarwal is not the sweet, grateful daughter everyone wishes she would be. After clawing her way up in the cutthroat world of tech, she wanted one quiet vacation in Lake Como-no family, no PR pitches, no marriage proposals thinly disguised as dinner dates.

So when she wakes up in a private villa after being drugged and whisked away by a man she's never met, she's not afraid. She's intrigued.

Salvatore Moretti is a man with more money than morals and a weakness for beautiful women who look like they might bite. He says she's a guest, not a prisoner. He swears he just wanted to give her the peace she asked for. But his eyes say something else entirely-and Isha is very good at reading between the lines.

She's no damsel. He's no hero. And the game between them is getting dangerously interesting.

Because when two wolves meet on neutral ground, one doesn't necessarily have to lose.
Sometimes, they just tear each other apart.