Ben G

BLURB 
Until I Met You
 He had everything. She had nothing. But sometimes, love finds you in the ruins.
Aria Quinn has learned to survive on scraps—of money, of trust, of hope. Abandoned by her family and burned by life, she keeps her head down, working two jobs to stay afloat in a city that never cared if she drowned. Love isn’t on her radar. Stability is a luxury. Her heart? Locked up long ago.
But fate doesn’t knock. It crashes in—disguised as a man with cold eyes, darker secrets, and a net worth that makes the world bow.
Damian Voss is a billionaire forged from steel. Ruthless in the boardroom, untouchable in every other sense. He’s built empires, silenced enemies, and sworn never to let anyone close again. Until he sees her.
A girl in a diner with fire in her eyes and desperation she tries too hard to hide.
He offers her a lifeline—a job at his estate. No strings, no promises. But once Aria steps into his world of glass towers and private jets, nothing stays simple. The chemistry is volatile. The rules blur. And the slow unraveling of walls begins.
But Aria has secrets she can’t afford to share.
And Damian has a past that doesn’t stay buried.
As desire tangles with danger and the line between protection and possession starts to fade, they’ll both be forced to confront the one thing neither was prepared for—each other.


Until I Met you: The Test of our love.

The morning after the kiss, Aria woke to a stillness that wasn’t peaceful—it was loaded. Heavy with everything unspoken. She reached for her robe and padded to the window, her bare feet quiet against the cold wooden floor of the mountain lodge. 


Fresh snow had fallen overnight, painting the trees in powder and softening the edges of the world. 


But inside her chest, everything felt sharp. 


She hadn’t seen Damian since the kiss. He hadn’t knocked again. No message. No sign of regret—but no sign of anything else, either. 


She didn’t know, and that uncertainty burrowed under her skin like a splinter. 


The knock came just as she was pouring coffee. 


She took a breath, then opened the door. 


He stood there, crisp and calm in his dark coat, his eyes unreadable. 


“The retreat’s over. I’ve said what needed to be said.” 


After the Fall