Recently divorced, hurting, but liberated Aspen gets pulled to Vegas with her girlfriends, where she gets dangerously and intimately involved with a ruthless stranger who knows no limits. Get lost in their world and be left sweating, panting, and craving more.

In a penthouse suite high above Vegas, I gave my body to a man I couldn’t see. But I felt him everywhere.

No name. No face. Just the deep rumble of his Russian accent, the scent of expensive cologne, and hands that owned my body like they already knew every secret I’d never confess.

It was supposed to be one night. A fantasy. Filthy. Anonymous. Safe.

But Maksim was anything but safe.

He left me aching and addicted, with no way to find him again.

Until I walk into a Chicago boardroom and see him. Those cold, sinful eyes. That mouth I still dream about.

He tells me to forget Vegas. That he’s not the kind of man a woman like me survives.

But I’m not innocent. Not anymore.

I’ve seen the devil behind the blindfold. I want everything he’s not supposed to give.

One taste wasn’t enough. I want the whole damn addiction. Even if it ruins me.