I don’t know how I managed to find my soulmate on the stage of a Las Vegas burlesque show, but I’ve learned to never question fate.
The second I saw her and her ruffled red fan I knew she was it. The One. Not because of how gorgeous her body was in red glitter and tassels. But because of the zap of destiny that hit me in the chest the moment our eyes locked. Lightning. That was what it felt like.
I knew I had to have her in my life, her belly round with my baby and her wearing my ring. In the middle of Vegas and all its brilliant lights, I popped the question and three hours later we said ‘I do’.
I have billions at my fingertips but without her, I had nothing, worth nothing. What she saw in a no-good man like me, I’ll never know. So the morning after Elvis officiated our wedding I left Astra behind. She deserved better than the man she married. And I had a plan on how to become a man she could be proud of.
Now I’ve come back with one goal. To reclaim my wife. To show her I’m a better version of the man she married.
And I’ll use every dirty trick in the book to steal her heart again and reclaim what’s mine.
Here comes the bride. Again, and again…
Author’s naughty note: Short, steamy, and extra sizzling and all the insta-lust Vegas romance you can handle in one sitting. He’s the alpha bad boy and she’s the quiet dancer with a heart so tender she’s afraid to love again. Add in an over-the-top accidental marriage, bedroom swagger and it’s about to get HOT! As always with a Penelope Wylde book, you’ll get the filthy, naughty bits you crave with the perfect happily ever after you love.