Everything comes with a price. She’ll have to pay mine.

Juliet James needs a prince charming. She doesn’t want one. Hell, no. She’s a spitfire with eyes that cut like diamonds, and the last thing she wants is for me to make all her troubles disappear.

Nothing good comes for free, she says. And I don’t take handouts. She might not take handouts, but she will take this deal.

Because the other thing I know about Juliet James? She doesn’t have any other choice.