Three years ago, Zachary Steele refused to entertain thoughts of permanency with any woman. A hedonist at heart, he didn't want to corrupt the much younger, Madigan DeLeon, by continuing his affair with her. With the hidden scars of his past, he didn't believe in happily-ever-after. By the time he realized how much Madigan meant to him, he'd driven her away. Then, one night, after being clean for a number of years, Zach briefly falls off the bandwagon. He believes his lovemaking to Madi is a drug-induced hallucination. The resulting consequences tell another story. What does a woman do when the only man she's ever loved hurt her so deeply she feared she'd never recover? Three years after her affair with Zach so abruptly ended, celebutante, Madigan DeLeon, is thrust back into Zach's life by her mother's machinations. Brought home under the false pretenses of repairing her damaged relationship with her mother, Madi instead finds herself running a private sex club called Wicked Allure. Forced to confront her anger at his betrayal and grief at the loss of what might've been, Madi faces the realization that she's never stopped loving Zach. Can two broken hearts set aside anger and betrayal to find true love once and for all? Searching the deepest recesses of their hearts, in a place where pride and pain has no room, Madi and Zach must decide if their bond is strong enough to take a second chance at love or if resuming their sexual relationship is an irresistible wicked allure and the ghosts of their former relationship will finally, and forever, sever all ties between them.
Madigan DeLeon grew up in the comfort and wealth of Miami society and at a very young age, she and her sisters had earned a reputation as “wild party girls” but there is much more to Madi than that. She is not only beautiful, but an accomplished businesswoman in her own right. Working at Crosby-Steele, she meets the enigmatic and infamous playboy, Zach Steele. Despite their age differences, they begin a love affair that will mark them both forever in ways that they could never imagine.
“The excuses you gave me then just masked your true reasons for not wanting to marry me or anyone. Did it really matter how old we were?” She touched her hand over his heart. “In here where it counts?” She closed her eyes. “I don’t think it did. What mattered was the responsibility of having a wife and… and the babies I wanted you to give me. The mundane idea of being faithful to me. It frightened you. I frightened you. You knew I thought the sun rose and set in you. Not only didn’t you think you could live up to my expectations, you didn’t want to.”