They were never meant to touch.
When Isabella Laurent re-enters the world of Alexander Cross, tension ignites instantly—quiet, controlled, and dangerously physical. Every glance lingers, every word carries weight, and every inch between them feels like something waiting to snap.
They resist. They pull back. They tell themselves they’re in control.
They’re not.
What begins as restraint turns into something deeper—slower, heavier, impossible to ignore. Touch becomes inevitable. Kisses deepen. Desire sharpens into something addictive, something that grows stronger the more they fight it.
And when they finally stop holding back…
control doesn’t disappear—it fractures.
Now exposed, their connection becomes risk, power, and consequence. They know it will cost them. They know it will end badly.
But when desire reaches this level—
walking away is no longer an option.
