From Fictiondb:

"I'll get rid of you, " Rhys had promised her

And Alexis had no doubt that he meant it. She needed her job as cashier at the Casino Venetia, in London's racy Soho district, but her employer's tough Welsh bodyguard was determined to see her lose it

What was going on behind the club's elegant facade that he was so anxious for her to leave it? Was there more to the Casino Venetia than met the eye?

And Rhys--was he only what he appeared to be or was he so much more?