Isla Monroe thought moving into her new apartment would be a fresh start. She didn’t expect to collide with her gorgeous neighbor on day one. Damien Cross is everything she should avoid: charming, confident, and clearly a player with a revolving door of beautiful women. She decides friendship is safer. But friendship becomes impossible when the chemistry between them ignites every time they’re in the same room. The playful banter, the charged silences, the way he looks at her like she’s the only woman in the world even when clearly she’s not. Then one night, she accidentally witnesses Damien through their facing windows. He has a woman pressed against the glass, his hands everywhere, commanding and hot like he has all the time in the world to take her apart. Isla can’t look away. The raw, unapologetic hunger of it awakens something she can’t unfeel. She wants that. She wants him. Desperately. Completely. Even though it’s wrong. What starts as stolen kisses becomes a full-blown affair: secret, addictive, destructive. Damien is dominant and demanding, pulling out a side of Isla she didn’t know existed. He makes her feel gloriously, shamefully alive. Like a bad girl. And god help her, she loves it. Then he gets engaged to Victoria Ashford, a woman from his world Isla didn’t even know existed and the fantasy shatters. The affair is exposed. Victoria doesn’t just want it over. She wants revenge. Drowning in guilt, Isla runs. Leaves the city, leaves Damien, leaves everything behind. Six months later, he cancels the wedding and burns his entire life down to find her moving to her small town, taking the apartment next door, fighting the hardest campaign of his life to prove that this time, he chooses her first. Some lines, once crossed, change everything. The question is whether what’s left is worth saving