Sloane Whitaker walked away from the ocean and the three men who shattered her heart four years ago. Now the America's Cup is calling her back to the glittering Mediterranean as lead strategist on a cutting-edge luxury racing yacht.
But when she steps aboard Horizon Pulse, she comes face to face with Reid, Finn, and Archer - the elite sailors who once broke her and now refuse to let her go again.
Trapped together on a floating world of high-stakes competition and breathtaking luxury, old wounds reopen and long-buried desire ignites. As they push the limits of speed and survival, Sloane must navigate treacherous waters: the pressure to win the oldest trophy in sailing, the fear of losing herself once more, and the scorching temptation of three devoted men who vow to worship her ambition as fiercely as they worship her body.
No jealousy. No choosing. Only total, harmonious devotion in the most forbidden arrangement imaginable.
In the electric heat of the Mediterranean, Sloane discovers that some second chances burn hotter than the sun - and some teams are worth risking everything for.
Will she cross the final line and claim both victory and the love that once got away, or will the past capsize their only shot at forever?
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Each standalone story features a new elite athlete heroine finding her ultimate match in a team of men who refuse to let her choose just one.
Elite athletics doesn't forgive hesitation. These women know that better than anyone.
From the deafening straightaways of F1 to the churned turf of international polo, the women in these stories carry pressure that doesn't clock out. A partner who can't match that energy is just another weight to manage. What they need is a team: men who can hold their ambition, meet their drive, and handle their desires without pulling back.
These men are exceptional at what they do. What they do best is devote everything to the woman who holds all of them. No rivalry, no jostling for position between them. Just high-octane devotion and heat that hits as hard as anything on the track.
One woman. Total worship. No finish line in sight.
