Stripped - La série

When unlucky in love Mia O’Halloran finds herself face to Sex God V-Lines with a chiseled, hot male stripper in possession of a package not even the postal service could lose, what happens in Vegas is definitely supposed to stay in Vegas. She doesn’t expect to find Mr. Multiple Oh-Oh-Oh as her client—and hell, how is she supposed to pitch a marketing plan when she can remember how easily he briefed her g-spot on an orgasm… or five? West Rykman has one rule: you don’t mix business with pleasure. They can look, but unless they’re shoving a dollar inside his pants, they can’t touch. He learned that lesson the hard way two years ago. He had no idea the flame-haired vixen with a penchant for hot, kinky sex and a mouth that would make a hooker cry would be the one to bend—and break—his rule. She’s sworn off men after ten too many heartbreaks. He’s determined he’ll never lose it all for a woman again. She’s pretty screwed. He’s really screwed. And not in the we’re-not-sleeping-tonight way…

What do you get when you mix a bottle of tequila, a single mom moonlighting as a stripper, and her sinfully sexy boss with an impulsive side? Married. You get married. Rich. Demanding. Hot. Crazy. That was Beckett Cruz in a nutshell. Not to mention wild, determined, dangerous, and forbidden. He was my boss—and, after a drunken moment of insanity, my new husband. An annulment was impossible... so was keeping him. I was taking my daughter and leaving, determined to give her a quieter life. But Beckett Cruz had never taken no for an answer. And he wasn't about to take mine. What happens in Vegas... might just keep you there.