Chase: What we do... What we do every Tuesday... In my office, On my desk... Is wrong! But I crave her, I can't stop. How can I save her from certain heartbreak, when I can't even save myself? Danielle: He's a gorgeous, eccentric, older man, a millionaire who owns the special needs school my daughter attends. He also happens to be running for mayor of New York City. Why do I keep my appointments? This one hour every Tuesday is strangely a welcomed reprieve from a life that has always been too full of hardship. I am usually quite willful. I'm tough and belligerently stubborn, but sometimes I don't want to be. I revel in the passion, the desperate need that sets a flame in Chase's deep blue eyes, and the fervent worship of my body that spills from his lips. The awe he finds in every tiny detail of my pleasure is infinitely thrilling. I completely surrender to him, a surrender that requires a great deal of trust. I've never fully trusted anyone in my life. And I don't know why, but I trust Chase Rutherford. But what is he hiding? As my heart softens and his gazes grow tender, will I finally learn his secret. Will it be unbearable? Will it shatter my heart? Will it be so devastating that it finally breaks this unbreakable woman?