By the age of 30, I had suffered more tragedies in my life than anyone should ever have to experience. Even though I ran and owned a multi-billion-dollar enterprise that I saved from bankruptcy, had more money than I could spend, and lived in a high-rise penthouse on Fifth Avenue, my life was still desolate and empty. I closed off my heart and myself to everyone. This was my life until a woman named Zoey Benson crossed my path. For the first time in over five years, I felt something. A feeling that I had long buried deep inside me. A feeling I never wanted to experience again.

I've been named LA's sexiest and most eligible bachelor. I'm filthy rich, live in a house on the beach, drive a fast sports car, and I do a job I love. My hobbies include partying and beautiful women. A lot of beautiful women. They adore me because I'm charming and fun, until I walk away, leaving them crying on the floor and begging me to stay. I can have any woman I want with the snap of my fingers, except for one - an incredibly beautiful woman named Kinsley Davis. She isn't affected by me in the least. In fact, she wants nothing to do with me, and I can't figure out why.

My job is my life. It’s the only thing I live for, and it’s the only thing that keeps me sane. With my work, there is no time for a personal life, except for the occasional fling and one-night stands, which is the way I like it. I have rules: no commitment and no strings. My life is complicated, and it’s something I’m not willing to share with anyone. I save lives for a living, and that has to be my number one priority. Then Grace Harper walked into my life, and my whole world started to crumble. She was beautiful, smart, and exactly what I didn’t need.