Playing Her Hand by Kylie Kent

Jazzy
If you looked up daddy’s girl in the dictionary, you’d probably see a picture of me.
When you grow up being loved unconditionally, you learn that you will never settle for anything less.
Which isn’t a problem. Unless you want to get married and do the whole children thing. Dating toad after toad and never getting your frog. Until you finally give up.
At twenty-nine years old, I don’t think I’ll ever meet my one true love.
That’s a lie. I did meet him. I grew up with him. He just didn’t want to love me back. It’s why, as soon as I could, I ran from home and started over in New York.
That is until I’m needed in Las Vegas to take over my father’s casino. It’s a good thing this princess is no longer looking for her prince. Because now I can face him without feeling a shred of emotion…
Or at least that’s what I’m telling myself.

Jacob
Thirteen years ago, I made the biggest mistake of my life. I walked away.
Something I’ve regretted every day since. What choice did I have, though? It was either that, or drag the only girl I’ve ever loved down with me.
I’m not that same idiot kid, and Jasmine Bianchi isn’t the same girl I used to love. Gone is the sweet innocence of a fairy-tale dreamer.
In her place, there’s a cold, ruthless woman who wants the world to believe she’s impenetrable.
The thing is, I hold the keys to that lock around her heart. And now that she’s back, I plan on cracking it wide fucking open.
She thinks this is a game, so I’ll let her play her hand. But this time, the house will not win… because I’m not going to lose her twice.