Her Sultry Billionaire (Tycoons of Pleasure Valley, #3)

A steamy instalove billionaire romance featuring a design-obsessed CEO who's been collecting her art for years without knowing her name, a barefoot gallery owner who built everything on instinct, and the breathtaking moment fate stopped being an excuse.

She believed in fate. He believed in control. They were both half right.

I opened my gallery on a whim. On a Lark—mixed media, emerging artists, a ceramic bust named Walter holding the door open with his forehead. I built it on instinct and five years of showing up, and I told everyone the universe opened a door because that was easier than admitting I'd opened it myself. I believed in signs. In the right thing arriving at the right time without being forced. I'd made a whole life out of that belief and it had mostly held.

Then Kitson Ashford walked in on a Monday afternoon while I was sitting barefoot on the gallery floor.

He read my entire wall arrangement in fifteen seconds. Told me to move the Beale six inches left. He was right, and I hated that he was right, and my stomach did something unhelpful. He bought a piece. Left without a business card. I searched his name on the receipt and my whole chest rearranged itself—because Kit Ashford, CEO of Lumaire, had six pieces in his home that traced back to my eye, my taste, my curation. Years of his collection threaded through a woman he'd never met. He'd been living with my choices on his walls without knowing my name.

He called it impossible. I called it fate. He said it didn't make sense.

He came back the next day anyway.

Kit spent twelve years designing things that felt inevitable—his company, his home, every surface considered and every object placed. He didn't leave room for accidents. I watched him stand in my gallery and try to categorize what was happening between us the way he'd categorize a prototype, and I understood something he hadn't figured out yet. Some things can't be designed. They just arrive. He'd built an entire aesthetic philosophy around control and walked into a room where a woman sat barefoot on the floor talking to a ceramic bust, and none of his frameworks had a place for me.

I'd spent five years telling myself the universe would send me what I needed when I was ready for it. I almost let that be an excuse not to reach for him. Almost waited for a sign instead of making a choice.

But the man who didn't believe in fate kept showing up at my gallery. And somewhere between the copper wire and the wall arrangements and the six pieces of mine already hanging in his home, I stopped waiting for the universe to sort it out.

I chose him out loud. That was the part fate never could have done for me.

Her Sultry Billionaire is Book 3 in the Tycoons of Pleasure Valley series. It can be read as a standalone but is best enjoyed in order. This is a steamy open-door romance with on-page intimate scenes, first-time chemistry, and a guaranteed happily ever after.

Featuring these tropes:

Design-obsessed billionaire undone by a free spirit
Dreamy gallery owner who hides behind fate
He's been collecting her art for years without knowing her
Opposites who complete each other
Virgin heroine, experienced hero

GENRE: Steamy Contemporary Billionaire Romance
TROPES: instalove, opposites attract, billionaire hero, virgin heroine, fate vs. design, art world romance
TONE: sultry summer heat, curated tension, copper-wire chemistry, barefoot gallery magic
HEAT LEVEL: steamy open-door, on-page intimate scenes, first-time chemistry
COMPS: steamy billionaire romance, Pleasure Valley series, alpha CEO, dreamy heroine
HEA SERIES: Tycoons of Pleasure Valley Book 3 (standalone HEA)