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Can a sculptress chip away at the marble walls around a billionaire's heart?

Sculptress Valentina Leone is short on funds when she's commissioned to create a bust of a self-made billionaire.

The first time the bigwig enters her studio, Valentina goes to pieces, along with the statue she drops.

The billionaire is Asher Reich, her secret crush from her freshman days when she wore braces and geeky glasses.

Asher is apprehensive about posing for a bust of himself, especially in a studio that's falling apart. It's not as if he's Elvis Presley, for goodness' sake. But he agreed to pose because his sister commissioned the piece.

And there's something familiar about the sculptress that he can't quite place…even as he fights the urge to place his hands all over her.

Maybe the cupids scattered around the studio are affecting him.

Asher learns Valentina is preparing her first art show for Valentine's Day—hence, the winged cherubs. When he backs into the arrow of one of them, he's caught.

In more ways than one.

If only Valentina could understand that his money and influence are the perfect solutions to all her woes. But Valentina has already run away from one controlling man. She has no room in her life for another.

Even one as sexy as Asher, whose kisses curl her toes and make her heart bang louder than her studio's faulty furnace…

…a pounding far less dangerous than the guilt that's hammered away at Asher for the last decade.