His name is Connor Brady. He’s the sexy and powerful multi-millionaire who’s the CEO of his own company. He’s my fiancé and he loves me. But there is one problem: I don’t remember him. I don’t remember anything about my life.

Connor tells me my name’s Olivia. I was recently in an accident and lost my memory. Although I don’t remember Connor, or anything about my past, he feels familiar. He is kind, protective, and breathtakingly-gorgeous.

I want to love him the way he seems to love me, but something holds me back: Ethan James, the mysterious, rebellious stranger who pushes my boundaries to their limits and makes me feel alive when I’m with him.

They’re both strangers to me, but I’m only destined to be with one of them. Is it my fiancé who loves and cares for me, or the stranger who is challenges everything I want to believe in?

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I wake up to a life and a man that I can’t remember.

He says his name is Connor Brady—the tall, sexy CEO of Brady Global, Inc.

He says my name is Olivia Stuart, and that I was recently in an accident and lost my memory.

Also, he says I’m his fiancé.

Although I don’t remember Connor, or anything about my past, something about him seems familiar. He is kind, protective, and breathtakingly-gorgeous. But there is just one problem—he seems too perfect.

As I begin to rebuild my relationship with Connor and accept the idea that I may never remember my past, I unexpectedly meet Ethan James.

Ethan is the mysterious, rebellious stranger who pushes my boundaries to their limits and makes me feel alive. As our lives collide time and time again, the bits and pieces of my past start to unravel, unearthing the secrets that have been buried deep inside my subconscious. With every new memory I gain about my past, I become more torn between the man who is my fiancé and the stranger who is the key to my past. Is my life with Connor really as perfect as he leads me to believe?