It should have been easy.
I needed the money. He needed a babysitter to keep him from snorting himself to death.
I was cherry-picked especially for him. Responsible. Optimistic. Warm. Innocent.
The worst part is that I should have known better.
Alex Winslow. British rock star. Serial heartbreaker. Casanova with whiskey eyes.
“Don’t get near the devil in a leather jacket. He’ll chew you up and spit you out.”
Guess what? I didn’t listen.
I signed the contract.
World tour. Three months. Four Continents. One hundred shows.
My name is Indigo Bellamy, and I sold my soul to a tattooed god.
Problem was, my soul wasn’t enough for Alex Winslow. He ended up taking my body, too.
Then he took my heart.
Then he took my all.
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Alex is one tortured soul. When he meets Indie he is unmoved by her. She is beautiful in her own way and good as good comes. She isn’t going to take Alex’s crap. Before long he sets his eyes on her but it all becomes more than it seems. Indie gives in to her body’s cravings when it comes to him but things don’t go like you would expect. This thing between them has an expiration date but when it comes down to it things don't turn out how we would expect. It’s a long road for Alex to figure things out and get right with himself. When he does he’s going after her but will she have him? Some hot steamy sex scenes. Fantastic ending.
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