The enchanting blend of tomboy and temptress who stopped to help him tune his T-bird knew him only as Nikos - not Dominic Santorini, formidable empire builder, intimidating tycoon, forever pursued by females dreaming of emeralds not engines. And the quirky innocent invited him home - where car talk led to caring, to an explosion of desire, to heat and hunger and utter abandon in each other's arms.
But morning had to come, and with itbetrayal? Was "Lexie" a corporate spy, intent on destroying his domain? Was love a luxury Nikos couldn't afford? Or dare he trust the truth he felt in her every tender touch?