Nothing in Sydney Hayward’s background of wealth and privilege had prepared her to take the helm of her family’s corporation. Her overflowing new responsibilities left no room for complications–and Mikhail Stanislaski was definitely a complication. Sydney had learned the hard way that she could never love anyone–least of all, this earthy, disturbingly masculine stranger who came from a world so different from her own.
Still, the way she felt when he put his hands on her–strong, work-hardened hands–made her doubt her resolve to remain alone. This gifted man seemed to have a rare talent for luring a lady, even a very reluctant lady, into his arms….