Trihn has no intention of dating. She is way too busy and really no guy has held her interest. 

Then she literally runs into Preston Whitehall.

And she promptly throws all of her carefully constructed reasons for not dating out the window.

He's cunning, charming, and hot as sin. He knows exactly how to use those qualities to get what he wants.

She’s perfectly okay with that. Since what he wants is her.

Or is it?

This book was previously published as Emeralds.