She wasn't some random vacation fling like everyone thought. She was my brother's ex-girlfriend. A forbidden addiction I knew better than to touch.

I was escaping my life, stuck at a crossroads, and needing some clarity.

She was on the run, hiding from the press and the world after everything crumbled around her.

It wasn't planned, but we were inevitable like a runaway train. We couldn’t stop it even if we tried.

For ten days, she was mine.

But now everything is back to normal. I'm a doctor, she's a Hollywood princess, and lucky for me, our paths rarely cross.

That is until her dark past comes roaring back and she needs my help.

Once again, I don’t know how to stay away. Every fiery word is a form of foreplay. Every stolen touch is a decadent dance with temptation.

I need her. I crave her. I can't get enough of her.

Only now our secrets are multiplying. The lies we're telling are getting out of control. And what initially felt right now feels like a complicated mess.

I may be undeniably infatuated with Tinsley Monroe, but she'll never truly be mine.