I fled to Italy so that I could find myself. Instead, I ended up with my panties at my feet, and a big, fat diamond ring on my finger. Well… that didn’t go as planned. For him, the marriage was about keeping his job as a billionaire CEO. For me, it was about getting the money to continue traveling the world. He made me promise not to fall in love with him, and I accepted his terms without question. Big. Mistake. As it turns out, keeping my heart on a leash is easier said than done. Especially when he keeps showing up in my bedroom late at night, begging for one last tango in the sheets. No string attached. How can I say no to an Italian? He’s rich, he has a body to die for, and on top of that, he’s insanely jealous. He proved that when he nearly killed a man for trying to kiss me. Hey, I thought there were no strings attached! He may be the man I married, but he’s the only man I’m not allowed to have. And I want him… Bad. I just hope this doesn't end up being the biggest mistake of my life. Wed to the Italian is a full-length standalone romance, complete with a happily ever after and plenty of steamy action!