Mary June

He bought me. I should hate him.
But where he's concerned, my heart begs to differ.

Lionel Coran is ice-cold, calculating and merciless. For the billionaire CEO, feelings are a foreign concept. But why does the bearer of bad news have to look so damn good?

He's already razed the company where my sister worked to the ground. So when he turns up at my firm, everyone is shaking with fear. Then we quite literally collide on the way to the coffee machine — and suddenly my whole world is knocked off balance.

He brings me into his empire as his personal assistant. And as if being constantly close to him weren't dangerous enough, he puts an offer to me:

I'm to accompany him. Exclusively, day and night. To play his wife. The pay? Astronomical. I could help my sister.

I agree to the deal and swear to myself that I'll keep my heart out of it. All at once I'm living in his world — private jets, a walk-in wardrobe, and him. And my heart is playing against me.

He's the enemy. Yet when Lionel looks at me with those dark, unfathomable eyes, I feel absurdly safe and protected. My head fights it every step of the way, but my body betrays me every single time.

What happens when Lionel Coran doesn't just demolish companies, but tears down my emotional walls as well?