The Jezebel

And what fate has brought together,
no man—or scandal—can separate.

After years of playing the trophy, puppet, perfectionist,
I've forgotten who I am.
A heartbreaking loss makes me desperate to remember.
And like an oasis in the middle of the dry harshness of my reality,
Stone Rivers walks back into my life.
Gone is the small boy I'd known.
Twenty years later, he's built like a god, handsome as sin, and charming beyond belief.
His blistering kisses taste like destiny.
And our combustible chemis...