It was high stakes poker ... and I lost my curves to an arrogant Irishman who intends to claim his prize. I was desperate. I arrived in Vegas to dance as a ballerina, but the ballet company went kaput before I even unpacked my bags. Whoops! Desperate for money, I began playing high stakes poker at casinos on the Strip. But I’ve never met an opponent like Patrick O’Lachlan. The alpha male is tall and dominant, with a smirk on those mobile lips that make me want to kiss him and smack him at once. He’s got broad shoulders that fill out a tux, a muscled chest, and thick thighs resembling tree trunks. Most of all, he has a snake so long and powerful that my mouth went dry ... Yes, I saw it. Yes, I almost lost my concentration at the poker table. Yes, I want to win ... as long as the game ends with me on my knees, panting and mewling as Mr. O’Lachlan feeds me the prize! I’ve always had a thing for strong-willed beauties but when Ashley Finnegan sits down at the high rollers table, I almost laugh. The beautiful blonde can’t be a day over eighteen. Yet I’m entranced by her intelligence, saucy smile and lush curves. She flaunts her body like it’s an asset ... ... which of course it is. Even worse, Ashley bet her curves in a high-stakes gamble, intending to win the hand ... ... but I won instead. Like I warned you, sweet girl, don’t bet against a billionaire because now, those curves belong to me... …and I fully intend to claim what’s MINE. Can you say clean sweep? Ashley’s a young woman living by her wits on the glittery streets of Vegas, when her composure is swept away by a ruthless billionaire from abroad. Patrick O’Lachlan is cunning, dominant, and he knows when to strike ... with Ashley as his prize! Hunker down for a steamy, breathtaking tale of romance and intrigue which includes handsome European playboys, innocent young virgins, and even a soaring castle in the Emerald Isle. It’s time to indulge in your wildest fantasies, so click “Read” now! No cheating, no cliffhangers, and always a happy ending for my readers.