Scent to Sin by Sadie Stuart

Amanda:
I fell for the charm that is Jackson Drake, San Francisco billionaire developer philanthropist. The title alone would cause most women to swoon. Add his looks and laid back surfer personality, coupled with shades of intense and dominant, Alpha sensuality and you have a killer combination. No wonder I fell so hard. I should be forgiven my weakness for him, and I would forgive myself, if I wasn’t so busy hating him.

Jackson:
I don’t deserve her. That’s clear. I’m probably the last person she should be with. She just doesn’t know it.
Yet.
But if I have anything to do with it, she will never know. She’s trusted me this far. She’s trusted that I have her best interests at heart. She’s trusted my feelings for her. She’s trusted my lack of communicating it all to her. She’s trusted it all, every damn thing.
Trust.
She doesn’t need to know every little piece of the story. My heart. My story. It will be a whole lot better if she doesn’t know it. I aim to win her and that’s at any cost. And I can pay that cost. If we make it out of this emotionally intact, she’s mine. There’s a whole lot that my money can buy: privacy, secrecy, luxury, a multitude of indiscretions that I keep to myself…she need never know any of it.

Of one thing I’m certain: It will take all of my sins to steal her heart. I’ll be committing each and every one of them.