They call me the pragmatic one. The sensible one. But that doesn’t mean I’m not as lethal as my brother if you piss me off.

The Reyes family has managed to piss me off twice, and I’m ready to settle the score.

But one humid night in Havana changes the game. Or should I say, Imogen Payne does, with her perky attitude and smart mouth, she’s nothing like I expected.

Suddenly, the lines are blurred and nothing seems to go as planned.

I’ve been burned before with catastrophic consequences, and there is no way I’m going to let that happen again.

This time, I’m ready.

This time, no woman will distract me.

Not even a blonde with pretty blue eyes.