A drop dead gorgeous billionaire, Drake Hartford is undoubtedly way beyond my league. Stuff of every woman’s fantasy. Fully loaded. Sinfully hot with a body to die for. I can think of a dozen of superlatives describing him. But too bad, he's also my hot, billionaire stepbrother.
I know I should not covet him, but I can’t help not to when he's a walking perfection. So I did my best to avoid him, even though he's hotter than sin.
But things got a little messy when I dared dip in the pool with my itty bitty bikini one day. I thought I have the house all by myself, but Drake walked past me. And the next thing I knew, I was sinfully sprawled on the lounging chair, legs wide apart, and the hottest man on Earth was straddling me.