The enchanting blend of tomboy and temptress who stopped
to help him tune his T-bird knew him only as Nikosâ€”not
Dominic Santorini, formidable empire builder, intimidating
tycoon, forever pursued by females dreaming of emeralds
not engines. And the quirky innocent invited him homeâ€”
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 it...betrayal?
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?