Everyone had dreams of making it big in Formula 1. Me? This is my F1 nightmare. He was the broken bad boy. He dropped panties with one sexy smirk, a beacon to every girl desperate to land an angsty fixer upper. My first love, my best friend--he stole my heart, my virginity, then obliterated my life when he moved to London to follow his race car driver dreams. I’ve avoided him like the plague, but now I’ve been thrust into his world again. He’s not the same boy I fell in love with. Now he’s all man--a millionaire celebrity athlete. And I’m not the same quiet, nerdy girl he left ...

Spencer Riggs is sexy, intense and driven in his pursuit of all things racing. That pursuit now includes me. The cocky bad boy of racing struts onto my team like he owns it. One look from him and I can tell he thinks he owns me too. I'm determined to resist that panty-melting smile he keeps flashing my way. I have no time for distractions. Fulfilling a last promise to my father is my only goal.

Time moves fast on the racetrack. It moves even faster when you’re being chased. Kinsley It’s a transpacific flight, my fresh start thousands of miles away from the danger that’s imprisoned me. Producing a new Formula 1 docuseries is my way out. I’m done cowering, hiding, and being afraid of what lurks in the shadows. Nothing can touch me now. Except maybe him… Embedding with this Texas racing team just became a lot more attractive. The way he’s looking at me, with eyes so blue they should be illegal? I recognize a sexy smolder when I see one. Can sixteen hours on an airplane ...

One evening, two years’ worth of memories lost. Under the pretense of recovery, my father sends me to an elite boarding college, but soon, my memories start rushing back, and it’s obvious I’m not at Lakeside to heal. I’m here to hide. Navigating the scattered past to decipher the threat lurking in the shadows is hard while I’m kept in the dark and even harder when he steals my focus. Crude, arrogant, and threatening, he draws me in, and the closer I get, the less I understand. Waking up without memories is terrifying, but remembering the time I lost is infinitely worse.

Charming, captivating, seductive—and a cold-blooded killer. I married the Pakhan of the Russian Bratva anyway. I had to, it was part of the deal. Now, I’m faking marital bliss as I tremble with fear, and I cannot wait to be out of the clutches of this ruthless man.