"I wanted you, Danielle, the moment I saw you." Nicholas Andracas was not only commissioning Danielle to paint the portrait of his latest mistress, he was also boldly trying to seduce her with his lethal charm. The rich and arrogant oil tycoon didn't recognize Danielle as the young woman who'd given herself to him in innocence seven years ago. To him she'd been a mere diversion, of value only when his wife had initiated divorce proceedings. Danielle longed to pay him back with interest for the pain he'd caused her. But she tried instead to keep him at arm's length—to avoid battling herself, as well as him.