You Don’t Own Me by Georgia Le Carre

Dahlia:

I knew I should have listened to my inner voice. I should never have said yes to helping out my friend, but I did, and the Russian with the dangerous eyes shocked me by how easily he stirred outrageous desires in my body and made me lose complete control. I did the only thing I could. I walked (all right, I ran) away to the sound of his cheap parting shot, ‘you’ll be back when you need my help.’

But I haven’t been able to run away from him in my dreams. God knows I’ve tried. Then something unthinkable happens. My sister goes missing while on a backpacking trip, and the ruthless predator is the only one who can help.

He sits in his study, a beautiful, powerful man with eyes cold enough to freeze my blood.
He says he can help, but nothing is for free …

Zane:

She ran like a spooked deer, but I always knew she’d be back.
Now she thinks she can just waltz in here and pretend like nothing’s happened. I’m not buying that bullshit. We both know why she’s here and what she really wants from me.
She can’t get my taste out of her mind.
She wants me to satisfy the aching desires that have gripped her body ever since I made her cum on my fingers. Every time she closes her eyes she thinks of what I could do to her.

But I’m not a man given to doing favors. I’m an opportunist. There’s always a price for my help.