KIDNAPPED TO VEGAS (A Spicy Badboy Romance)
“Cairo Arsher, at just twenty-five, has expanded the Arsher diamond trade into billion-dollar empires, earning him the name ‘God of Diamonds.’ That’s a news headline from six years ago.”
My heart makes a weird violent flip. “That’s him!” I scream.
“That’s definitely the man who kidnapped me!”
I stretch my hand out. My palm is itching to have my phone back. “Let me see the picture.”
I need to see those olive-gray eyes again.
I need to know they were real and not just some fever dream I had because I was stressed about my wedding.
“Oops, ummm… sorry,” Pippa says suddenly. She pulls the phone back, her face turning bright red.