Formula Men Series by Pamela Ann

Monza Luca di Medici. Italy’s number one racecar driver. Set to inherit his father’s automotive Billion Dollar Empire. Women would donate their left kidney just to spend a night of debauchery with the infamous rogue. Sounds like the perfect life doesn’t it? It could’ve been…if I hadn’t stumbled upon her some years ago. Two weeks. Fourteen days. From dusk until dawn, she was with me—in my arms, in my mind and in my heart. She wanted commitment, but I wasn’t ready to have one... moreMonza Luca di Medici. Italy’s number one racecar driver. Set to inherit his father’s automotive Billion Dollar Empire. Women would donate their left kidney just to spend a night of debauchery with the infamous rogue. Sounds like the perfect life doesn’t it? It could’ve been…if I hadn’t stumbled upon her some years ago. Two weeks. Fourteen days. From dusk until dawn, she was with me—in my arms, in my mind and in my heart. She wanted commitment, but I wasn’t ready to have one. She told me she understood—and I thought she did, until I heard that she was married a month later. For me to say I felt betrayed would be an understatement. I wanted revenge, to hurt and make her pay. And I was going to get it—one-way or the other. Hell hath no fury to an Italian man spurned. less

Monza Luca di Medici. Italy’s number one racecar driver. Set to inherit his father’s automotive Billion Dollar Empire. Women would donate their left kidney just to spend a night of debauchery with the infamous rogue. Sounds like the perfect life doesn’t it? It could’ve been…if I hadn’t stumbled upon her some years ago. Two weeks. Fourteen days. From dusk until dawn, she was with me—in my arms, in my mind and in my heart. She wanted commitment, but I wasn’t ready to have one... moreMonza Luca di Medici. Italy’s number one racecar driver. Set to inherit his father’s automotive Billion Dollar Empire. Women would donate their left kidney just to spend a night of debauchery with the infamous rogue. Sounds like the perfect life doesn’t it? It could’ve been…if I hadn’t stumbled upon her some years ago. Two weeks. Fourteen days. From dusk until dawn, she was with me—in my arms, in my mind and in my heart. She wanted commitment, but I wasn’t ready to have one. She told me she understood—and I thought she did, until I heard that she was married a month later. For me to say I felt betrayed would be an understatement. I wanted revenge, to hurt and make her pay. And I was going to get it—one-way or the other. Hell hath no fury to an Italian man spurned. less

Nice Jacques Bertrand Kirstie Fox was all I ever asked and wished for in a woman. The Australian spitfire was sexy, independent and artistically gifted. She was everything… I shouldn’t be yearning for because she was my cousin’s girlfriend. Still, I fell for her. Hard. For years, I loved her from afar, not uttering a word about it. I came to terms with my unrequited love. She wasn’t mine to have… but when an opportunity presented itself, I couldn’t resist temptation... moreNice Jacques Bertrand Kirstie Fox was all I ever asked and wished for in a woman. The Australian spitfire was sexy, independent and artistically gifted. She was everything… I shouldn’t be yearning for because she was my cousin’s girlfriend. Still, I fell for her. Hard. For years, I loved her from afar, not uttering a word about it. I came to terms with my unrequited love. She wasn’t mine to have… but when an opportunity presented itself, I couldn’t resist temptation. That one drunken night changed it all. less

Barcelona Andrès Franco Melissa Newton was engaged to a very loving, wonderful man. But before she plans to celebrate her new engagement, she has to file for divorce. She hasn’t seen her estranged Spanish husband in three years. But she knew, it was time to bury the past and look forward to the future. Her marriage to Andrès only lasted four months—just like their son. So when their baby died, so did their marriage. But was it really true? Does time really heal old wounds?