the Scottish billionaire

From the moment we meet, I look in his eyes and feel a magnetic pull.

He's Lord Keiran Greyrose. Wealthy, handsome, with a dazzling smirk and a devilishly sharp tongue.

Renowned for his temper, people call him The Beast.

His caresses make me shiver. I agree to leave for some place more discreet.

He whispers in my ear that he's looking for an au pair to tame his wild daughter.

Keir's rough touches, roguish charm, and slick accent captivate me.

I know that he is older than me and richer than god.

But the moment he kisses me, all my sense of propriety flies right out the window.

He doesn't know the burning secrets I hold.

If he did, he'd want nothing to do with me.

Being his for just one night makes me a sinner, but it feels so very right.

…just as long as we aren't caught.