A gold letter, wrapped in diamonds, addressed to me. "You are cordially invited to Mystique Island." It's a Christmas ball fit for a queen. I'm going to be a special package. A billionaire's dream girl, delivered to his villa. Bound in a tight red bow, ready to be unwrapped This is out of my comfort zone, totally unlike me. I've been a good girl. Virginity intact. But this island has a way of turning good girl's naughty. So I'll sit on Santa's knee. And whisper my deepest desires in his ear. He's checking his list And licking me twice. This good girl will taste very nice. Welcome to Blakely After Dark. This is a naughty quick read for mature audiences only. Happily ever after's are guaranteed!