From Wall Street Journal and USA Today Bestselling Author M. Robinson comes an angsty romance.

From the moment I laid eyes on her, I wanted her.
She was a vision.
A fantasy.
From her pouty lips, to the curves of her body, she was made purely for my desire. But I wasn’t the only man to fall on my knees for her attention. I was one of many. She didn’t belong to me. She belonged to VIP. Ysabelle was an escort.

And I was a married man.

This isn’t a love story, but a story about love.