He has taken me away from everything that I know and love. I only have one choice: to do everything he says or my fate will be worse than death. What does he want? He wants to play a game. But I’m not the only one playing. There are others. Prettier, smarter, more charming than I am. But only one of us can be the winner. Only one of us can be his wife.

I have debts to pay and secrets to keep. When someone threatens my life, I crash into him: Jackson Ludlow. The reclusive billionaire of New York. Once, he had everything a man could want. Then, he lost the only thing that he ever loved. So, he spent four years holed up in his mansion doing the only thing he knew how to do: make money. We are all wrong for each other. He’s cold, uninterested, and demanding. I’m impatient and inexperienced. The only thing we have in common is that we both have secrets. And the closer we get, the more they threaten to destroy us.

Listen to the first two books in the best-selling Tell Me series as one volume! I owe him a debt I can't pay back with money. He wants something else: me, for one year. But I don’t even know who he is.... Three hundred sixty-five days and nights doing everything he wants, except that. "I’m not going to sleep with you," I say categorically. He laughs. "I’m going to make you a promise," his eyes challenge mine. "Before our time is up, you’ll beg me for it." Now, I want him more than ever.

I don’t belong here. I’m in way over my head. But I have debts to pay. They call my name. The spotlight is on. The auction starts. Mr. Black is the highest bidder. He’s dark, rich, and powerful. He likes to play games. The only rule is there are no rules. But it’s just one night. What’s the worst that can happen? 

I was upgraded to first class on a flight from London to New York. The food, champagne, and service were impeccable. The blue-eyed man sitting next to me, even better. He was suave and intelligent. We talked and laughed, and something clicked. Fate took over and the plane was grounded, and we had an unexpected stopover for the night. With no plans, we made our own.