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I wear several labels: owner of the NFL's Raleigh Raptors, heir to the Rutherford empire, and certified adrenaline junkie. One label I'll never wear? Reckless. I may love skydiving and touring live volcanoes, but risking my life is easy. My heart? That's another thing entirely. For years I've kept my best friend and personal assistant Brynn Allen in the strictly platonic section of my wild life, but she's owned me since high school. She's smart, funny, logical, brilliant, and beyond gorgeous. To put it plainly, she's perfection wrapped in a tempting little package.

The first night I met Gillian Taylor, she claimed she was a pilot. Then she claimed she worked for a "private airline." I knew right then and there that she was lying to me, and that sexy as hell or not, she was the type of woman I needed to avoid. Still, after a pleasurable one-night stand, I was certain we'd never see each other again. Until I saw her in an airport a few weeks later.... Until I realized that we were both assigned to work the same flight. She was the flight attendant. I was the pilot.

J’ai quitté ma famille et ma petite ville natale du Texas il y a quinze ans pour échapper aux commérages et pour permettre à ma mère et à ma sœur d’avoir une vie meilleure. Mais lorsqu’un avocat m’appelle pour m’informer que ma sœur est décédée, me laissant la garde de son nouveau-né, je suis forcé de quitter ma vie paisible de propriétaire de salon de tatouage à San Francisco.

Four scent-matched alphas who also happened to be my brother's best friends? Check. Fate blessing me with the dreamiest, tastiest-smelling guys I've ever met? Check, check. Weller. Owen. Tristan. Freddie. I'd planned the perfect moment to reveal myself as their scent match, their missing puzzle piece. Everything was working out perfectly... until it fell apart with a bang. Graduation night was supposed to be the big moment. The night I finally came clean and admitted the truth: I was theirs, and they were mine. Turns out, the universe had other ideas.

It was against my will. But family has a way of forcing you into tight spots, right? My wealthy father wanted me at his swanky benefit and refused to budge. Luckily for me, the most beautiful curvy woman happened to come too. Only one problem: she thinks I'm rich too. No way in hell I can tell her the truth. Women like men that can deck them out in jewels, and that ain't me.

I'd make a terrible father. That's what they all said. And it's the lie I lived for a long time, playing the field. Sleeping around and enjoying my life as a bachelor. But things change when my grandfather passes and all of his money comes my way. Life looks like a day in a theme park, with me as the big winner. Until I realize my grandfather didn't just send me a check, but also his big house filled with expensive art. Unfortunately, it comes with the responsibility of maintaining his staff, including a beautiful American maid that's driving me mad.

And my new intern is perfect for the job, though pretending to have a relationship with her might be a little taboo. Good thing I'm in charge. Being a self-made billionaire, I haven't spent much time looking for love. None actually. Lucky for me, it's fallen right into my lap. This pretty American girl has zero sense of direction, but a good heart and a sexy smile. I've always been smitten by a woman that needs rescuing, or so it seems. Something tells me that she might be more than I bargained for.

Jonas knows all about duty and the burdens of marrying to meet family expectations. But he can be himself around Hope, and he sets about wooing her without taking advantage of all the considerable resources at his disposal. It’s just him and her. And what’s more, it works - right up until Hope discovers that one pesky little detail he’s sort of forgotten to mention. He isn’t just a part-time forest ranger and integral member of the family law firm. He’s charming, lying Prince Jonas Reval of San Michele. And the fantasy Hope’s been spinning comes tumbling down.

Diese Wohngemeinschaft war die schlechteste Idee, die ich je hatte... Kendra ist unordentlich, ungeschminkt und trägt zuhause dauernd Pyjamahosen und hat zerzauste Haare. Und dann hat sie auch noch versucht sich mit meinem One-Night-Stand anzufreunden und sie überredet zum Frühstück zu bleiben. Aber so etwas gibt es bei mir nicht. Ich date nicht. Ich benutze keine Worte wie "Freundin" oder ich schreibe ihnen später schnulzige SMS. Beziehungen und Gefühle sind nichts für mich. Mich gibt es für eine Nacht und danach bin ich weg.

Es sollte ein One-Night-Stand sein - schmutzig, schnell und vor allem eins: einmalig. Als Gillian Taylor und Jake Weston sich in New York begegnen und die heißeste Nacht ihres Lebens miteinander verbringen, rechnen sie nicht damit, dass sie sich wenig später erneut gegenüberstehen - in einem Flugzeug, tausend Meter über dem Boden. Wie beim ersten Mal ist die Anziehungskraft zwischen ihnen überwältigender als alles, was sie je zuvor erlebt haben.

The last time I saw my brother’s foe, he was getting punched in the nose for bedding my brother’s girl - who wasn’t really my brother’s girl. Now he’s on his knees, looking up at me, and I can’t help but smile. When the sinfully sexy man says hello, I say hello back. It’s the right thing to do after all. But when he asks me to take a ride with him, I know I should refuse.