I spent the last five years locked in a cage for a crime I didn’t commit.
Crucified by the press and social media. Hated by all.
But now that I’m a free man, I’m determined to prove I’m not the evil mastermind everyone thinks I am.
I just need someone to believe in me.
Someone like Addison James…
Foster Cruise is sexy as hell and worth billions. But he destroyed my family.
He may have gone to prison, but he hasn’t paid nearly enough for what I’ve lost.
He has no idea who I am, but I’m determined to prove what the law failed to—and put him back behind bars where he belongs.
I’ll offer him my body and sell my soul to that handsome-as-hell devil to make things right.
Trouble is, I’m afraid he’s already stolen my heart.
Sneaking closer to the sprawling mansion, I took a moment to assess my situation. Now that I knew where Foster lived, I needed to come up with a plan to become part of his life so I could find the information the detectives had clearly missed. I’d come this far, and frankly, I’d do anything to catch this thief and move on with my life. I was pushing twenty-five and I didn’t even have a steady boyfriend, never mind the whole happy-ever-after happening. All my friends were married or in the process of getting hitched, and some were even procreating already.
I was chasing after an impossibly handsome crook, hell-bent on making him pay back the money he’d stolen from my and other families. It consumed my every thought, and even when I’d gone on dates, I’d been preoccupied with images of Foster, always comparing the poor unassuming guy I was out with to the devilishly good-looking Mr. Cruise.
What was it about the man that captured my imagination? He wasn’t really my type, especially not with the beard, but I couldn’t stop wondering if it would tickle if he kissed me.
A light went on inside the house. I sucked in a breath as Foster came into view. He stood in front of the window and stared out for a long while, giving me the opportunity to study him. But just as suddenly as he appeared, he pulled the blinds down, and a minute later, the light was turned out.
One by one, he went from room to room and turned on all the lights until the whole west side of the mansion was lit up. I’d ventured closer to the windows so I could see inside, but always took care to stay hidden behind a tree or thick, bushy plant.
Just as well because my heart leapt to my throat when Foster threw open the window of the last room he’d entered. He closed his eyes and took a few long, deep breaths.
God, the man was beautiful. A powerful and magnetic aura surrounded him, and I couldn’t stop staring. That was when something rubbed up against my leg and made me nearly jump out of my skin.
I wanted to scream. The thing attacked my leg, and I tried to kick it off without making a sound. Stepping away to distance myself from my attacker, the heel of my shoe snapped and I lost my balance, freefalling backward into a shrub.
About the Authors
Last year Jani and Normandie were seated next to each other at a book signing and they connected immediately. Soon after they formed a writing partnership that has brought out the humorous side in them both. Their next project is a second Monster Billionaire Romance starring Foster’s friend and international soccer sensation Benedict Morgan from “Wanted.” Look for “Relationship Goals” this Fall.
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