Invisible Leash by M . H . B

My name is Sage Cross. I've got it all-the beauty, the brains, the bank account. Women hate me. Men want my Louboutins around their necks. And I blame my father for everything. It's his fault I'm swarming through powerful men in suits while I'm stuck posing as a useless, jobless photo op. Until he sends the perfect weapon my way: Lincoln Black. Mark my words, I plan to use him. In more ways than one. What I don't expect coming my way is Jacob Storm, a beautiful, powerful, millionaire who sexed his way through Manhattan. I spread my legs. My black heart however remains on lockdown. You've been warned.