Scent of Desire

Playboys shouldn’t do second chances!

With chicks I had one rule, quit it before you hate it, but with this women the one night stand is not working. My nose still smells her, my eyes see her smooth curves, my ears reverberate with her deep breaths. The scent of her desire still drives me crazy, and I want her back. I need her back.
Except she doesn’t, she knows me now, she knows my game. But no is never my preferred outcome, so I make an offer she won’t refuse: I offer her the reconstruction project of my mansion in France; a job she loves more than she could ever hate me. She is after all one of the best restoration architects around.
6 months is what I have, but a week is all I need. I show her around Paris, present her my heart, beg her to give this billionaire a second chance. She does and how. We mingle and a fire lights up, a fire so wild, it could burn the whole of Paris.
But she is no ordinary women, and it’s with fire that I am playing. She has a secret, a secret that puts my freedom, my life as I know it, at risk. I am a play boy, and playboys don’t do second chances; I need to clean mine up!