People say there are things worse than death - they are right. Death would save me, but things would break me. So I locked my heart and vowed to never let another man in again. You see, I thought I knew everything about men: deceitful, cruel and heartless. I thought I hated them all. I naively believed that I could live hidden in my brother-in-law’s palace forever. But fate placed me under the mistletoe with a man named Jack Irish. How can I describe it? Physically attractive, you shouldn't even trim it. He has a mesmerizing magnetism, hair blacker than coal, eyes bluer than marble and tattoos that curl around his biceps as he rolls up his shirt sleeves as he stands in front of me. When his lips slid towards mine, the ground shook under my feet, and my only thought was that he would break me into a thousand pieces. But I’m not the girl he thought I was. He wants to get me into his bed. He doesn’t know that I can’t be restored, I’m dirty. If he finds out how depraved I am, he'll run miles away from me.

Jack

I know all about pain. How it penetrates you, rips out your heart and crushes you while you fucking watch it. I'd swear it's a thing of the past. I wanted to get drunk one evening and pick up someone for one night. But fate on my way brought me together with Sophie Segal. Her life is distorted, she is easily vulnerable, broken. And she's beautiful. And she is beautiful not with the beauty of a cold sparkling diamond, casting its bright light everywhere, but with the mysterious, enigmatic beauty of pearls glowing in the moonlight. I look into her eyes, huge and unforgettably soulful, like those of a slow loris, and the world no longer seems so dark and cold to me. She is trying to fight me, but this is my vow - to restore her, protect her, receive her and make her mine forever...

The book contains real sex scenes and obscene language, intended for 18+.