A steamy, darkly possessive billionaire workplace romance.
One night, no names, no consequences.
Except she just became his secretary.
When Bree Dawson meets a magnetic stranger at a Tribeca gala, she doesn’t know much about him. She only knows he has a facial scar that makes him look roguishly handsome, a laugh she wasn’t expecting, and hands that make her forget her own name.
One raw, reckless night later, Bree walks into her first day as executive secretary at Rossi Industries and discovers the stranger has a name: Nico Rossi. Billionaire CEO and bio-prosthetics magnate.
Her boss.
He’s cold. Commanding. The kind of man who won’t take no for an answer.
She should hate him. And yet…
She can’t forget the man beneath the scars and the suits. Can’t forget that one night and the bed they shared. And neither can he, apparently. Because he’s becoming possessive in ways that blur every line between boss and employee. Unfortunately, he’s also hiding a scandal dark enough to destroy them both.
Can two people trapped between boardroom battles and bedroom history survive when his darkest secrets finally surface? Or will his past bury them both?