Broken Rules

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Description

One weekend. One suite. One rule: don’t cross the line again.

Vanessa swore she was done with men who only wanted to own her. After Daniel, the brilliant, cruel neurosurgeon who seduced her away from her old boss and then left her with scars and secrets, she’s tired of Doms who confuse pain with power. She’s even more tired of pretending she doesn’t miss the man she left behind.

Mark Monroe knows exactly what it’s like to lose everything. His wife Lena ran off with Daniel, and Mark’s spent months burying his anger in dominance and meaningless sex. But nothing numbed him quite like losing Vanessa—his assistant, his temptation, the one woman he never should’ve wanted.

Now, just months later, Zurich’s winter brings them face to face in a hotel bar. Old chemistry. New rules. No names, no promises, no tomorrow.

But one drink turns into one night. One night turns into silk ties, whispered commands, and surrender that feels like healing instead of hurt. Mark doesn’t want to break Vanessa. He wants to worship her. Vanessa isn’t here to obey. She’s here to choose.

By Monday morning, the snow has stopped, but neither of them can walk away. For the first time, Vanessa’s on her knees because she wants to be, and Mark is the one begging for another chance.

Sometimes the most dangerous rule is the one you’ve already broken, and the only way out is to break it again.