Sydney’s budget is so tight, it squeaks—and she couldn’t be happier. Her divorce is final, and a Vegas hair stylist convention is the perfect place to cut loose. Yet she can’t shake the feeling she’s being watched. Hadrian’s managed to escape his watchdog personal assistant for a relaxing weekend. Life as TV’s “Pasta Prince” comes with pressure, and so does his secret. He doesn’t just rule the kitchen, he’s royalty with a capital R—third in line to the throne of Koros. And he’d like to keep it that way. When he spots free-spirited, blue-haired Sydney tossing a coin into a Luxor fountain, he feels the punch in the gut that family lore says all Drake men feel when they meet their match. One weekend with her has him thinking about forever. Until his assistant tracks him down with dreadful news. One cousin is dead, another is missing. Hadrian is the Crown Prince of Koros—the last job in the world he ever wanted. Worse, he and Sydney are now next in line on a killer’s list.