Once upon a time, you dreamed of marrying an innocent man and living happily ever after. But now, you found yourself falling for a retired military man—a broken one, at that.

Simon’s hand trailed up your bare body, coming to rest at your neck, his touch consuming you entirely. With his dirty blonde hair slicked back and a scar slicing across his left eye, he exuded a rugged allure that captivated you. His crooked lips formed a half-smile as his brown eyes bore into your soul.

“I’m too old for you, butterfly,” he groaned softly, his voice tinged with both longing and resignation. You placed your hands on his chest, gazing up at him with a mixture of desire and determination.