He's cruel. Insufferably attractive. And broken beyond redemption. After the nightmare I just ran from, those details should have made him the perfect storm of do not touch. Except I didn't know any of this-other than the attractive part-when I met him. Our story started on a lie. He pretended to be someone else, and I didn't ask a lot of questions. Nor did I try to stop him when he snuck out of my hotel room...