Jerry_Grey

Brittany was such a lucky girl at 18 years old, she had loving parents, and a cute best friend she was harbouring feelings for when something happened, she got acquainted with Lucas the son of her mother’s employer. Naive, they became friends and had unprotected sex and Brittany had to have an abortion since Lucas's father and family members threatened to harm her if she proceeded with the pregnancy. This left Lucas, who is now 30, to join the Marines after obtaining a law degree as well as running away from a dominating father. In the military, he suffers a traumatic event which leaves him with PTSD, then has to go back to his father’s business where he is pressured to marry and produce an heir.
 
Later on, Brittany starts working on the Interior design of Lucas’s family mansion and they again meet each other. Lucas does not remember being with Brittany, but he later still feels the suffering caused by his family to her. Brittany and Lucas have a fake marriage to have control of the family business, but at the same time, Lucas fights with his PTSD and Brittany is devastated by the loss of her mother and betrayal by her family. They have to unmask Lucas’s cunning stepmother and demanding father to regain the title they both deserve and rediscover the bond they lost long ago.

A Fragile Reunion

…the tinted car drove to the garage and the side door opened. My heart had left my body, you don't need to look too closely to see me shaking. Instead of Carlisle, Lucas stepped out of the car.

Just immediately, my fears were replaced by desire. Lucas was not aware of the pool of heat that he invoked in my body just by his looks. He looked like he just got out of a GQ cover.

And he was heading straight to me. My treacherous mind went back to breathing controllably, this time not from terror but in excitement.

"Hello, Brittany. I thought I might find you here."

Did I mention the ridge of his packs?

Oh, I am sure I mentioned that he put on dark shade eyeglasses. It made him look badass and yummy.

Temptation’s Edge