Dirty Sweet Wild

A reclusive millionaire. A stripper with the wrong address. A hot random encounter that neither of them can forget.

No one knows I'm a millionaire. I wear jeans and T-shirts. Afghanistan left me with scars inside and out. All I want is to be left alone.

Until the stripper who came to my door got the wrong apartment.

I was planning to tell her. But she kissed me first.

She says it's just a job. She says she has rules. But now Gwen is breaking her rules, and I'm breaking mine.

We're both broken. Maybe we can't be fixed. Together we're fire and gasoline. But I might let everything burn if I can just touch her one more time…