Clara Benson was supposed to drop off cookies.
That's it.
A simple Christmas delivery to the city's most notorious playboy.
But when Alexander Devereux opens the door-half dressed, half smirking, and one hundred percent sin-her world tilts. One taste of her peppermint fudge, and suddenly, the billionaire who doesn't do relationships is starving for something sweet...and innocent.
Now he can't stop thinking about her.
The way she blushes. The way she flinches when he gets too close. The way she looks like she belongs in his bed with nothing but frosting on her skin.
Clara doesn't belong in his world of scandals and secrets, but Alex doesn't care. He's a man used to getting what he wants-and this Christmas, he wants her.
Even if it means locking every other man out.
Even if it means breaking every rule he's ever lived by.
Even if she runs.
Because once he's had a taste of his Christmas treat, Alexander Devereux doesn't share. Ever.
Warning: Contains one possessive billionaire, one too-sweet-for-her-own-good baker, and enough Christmas spice to melt the snow off your roof.