Once, the name Macalister Hale was uttered in the boardroom with respect. Now, it's whispered in disgrace at cocktail parties hosted by Boston's elite. Scandal nearly destroyed me, but the one thing larger than my infamy is my bank account, and I've learned money can solve anything. Well-almost anything. Sophia Alby's preferred currency is secrets and the way she trades information puts Wall Street to shame. This girl charges into my life and claims a partnership can restore my reputation. My downfall was swift, but with her, my climb to redemption will be greater. Our arrangement is professional. Appropriate. It has to be, because she's half my age. But it doesn't stop me from wanting . . . To move on. To control and indulge in her. To hear the name Macalister Hale echo in her breathy moans. But I can't. Giving in to temptation led to my undoing before, and I won't survive it a second time.