I had a plan.
Finish law school. Start a job. Stay away from men like Brandon Sterling.
Cocky, overbearing, and richer than the Earth, he thinks the world belongs to him, and that includes me.
Yeah, no. Think again.
It doesn’t matter that his blue eyes look straight into my soul, or that his touch melts my icy reserve. It doesn’t even matter that past all that swagger, there’s a beautiful, damaged man who has so much to offer beyond private planes and jewelry boxes.
But I had a plan: no falling in love.
I just have to convince myself.
They call me every name in the book, and every one is true.
Violent. Criminal. Bad news.
She says I have more to offer the world than my fists.
She says I can pick my own direction instead of taking the one I’m given.
But tell me, beautiful, how do you do that, when you don’t know where to go?
How do you find the right path when your compass is broken?