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Hockey is everything. My game, my team—that's all that matters. But an accident during the playoffs leaves me sidelined and puts my future in question. With my teammates off enjoying their vacations, my only plan this summer is to heal and come back stronger than ever. No distractions. No babysitters. I want to be left alone.

Let me tell the story of how I fell in love with a woman who had no idea that we were even dating. The ridiculousness started when she stole my beer, and trust me, my grumpy self doesn’t normally share. But somehow, Avery Wilson is the exception to every one of my many rules. Unfortunately, I’m not hers. Not only is she the daughter of the Rev’s coach who hates me, she’s also sworn off dating for the year.

The last thing I expected when I ran out on my wedding was to wake up in Vegas married to Mason Reyes, the cocky, gorgeous, and much younger NFL quarterback for the Boston Rebels. I've always been a smart, responsible doctor. The good girl. And yet here I am with a drunken photo of our nuptials leaked and spreading like wildfire. Considering my ex is his former teammate, it's as bad as it gets.

A world of racing horses, wealth, power, and organized crime was what Garrett Hughes had been born to lead. He thrived as the boss of the southern mafia. Women had come and gone in his life, but he had never needed any of them. Once he was given his heirs, he no longer cared about marriage. He had one family, The Family. He didn’t need anything more. The gorgeous cocktail waitress at his private club is everything he despises. She gets by in life by her beauty, not striving for more. Just like his ex-wives.

I hate Ripley Brewer. So, why am I cuddling on his lap, peering into his ocean-blue eyes while cameras record our every move? My best friend needs my help to save her career, and I would do anything for her. Besides, filming a reality show sounds fun … until Ripley shows up to play the role of my fake boyfriend. As always, we nearly come to blows within minutes of seeing each other. The playboy billionaire accuses me of a setup, but I insist I’d rather live in a world without carbs than spend a minute with him.

The governor’s daughter has gotten herself into a mess. If I protect her, her father will owe me, bigtime. But the best way to keep her safe is to marry her. Claim her as one of our own.

I yearn to punish her for being so damn irresistible. I ache to own her, so I never have to know life without her. But more than anything, I’m compelled to slaughter anyone who comes between us.

It was supposed to be a one-time thing, but I failed to divulge one little detail. I was a virgin. Bishop Bohanan was my first. Now he’s demanding to be my one and only. And he won’t take no for an answer.

They thought she was unsuitable as a bride because she was mute. I thought that made her perfect. Silent. Invisible. I could pretend she didn’t even exist.

Lina Schultze is a pawn. A shiny piece of plastic I’ll use in my plan for revenge. I’ll seduce her. Claim her. Then flaunt my acquisition in front of her ex, Lawrence Wellington—The man I plan to destroy. Once my mission is complete, I’ll send Lina packing. She’ll be the easiest and most … pleasurable part of my vengeance. Charming her away from a man old enough to be her father won’t be an issue. And if it comes down to it, I’m not above using force.