He was desperate to have her ... she wanted nothing to do with him.Vivi Renard-a blast from the past-wasn't supposed to affect me like this. When I knew her ten years ago she was nothing more to me than a highly functioning brain.Hell, I paid her to do my homework.Only now ... she's drop dead gorgeous but had the nerve to turn me down for a date ... several times. No one turns me-Prescott Beckham-down for anything. I'm on a mission and won't stop until I'm firmly planted between her thighs, hearing her moan my name. Her plump red lips have me dreaming filthy things and acting like a kid with his first crush. If I can't have her, I don't want anyone else to either. What's worse is I want to own every single bit of her. Except there's a slight problem. Vivi can't stand me. Even the old let's be friends again thing failed. She tossed it back saying we were never friends to begin with.But I'm the king at playing ruthless games. So she'd better be ready to drop her thong, because Vivi is going to end up in my bed sooner ... or later. And I'm pretty damn sure it's going to be sooner.