Tusked Me Silly
I came to this corporate retreat armed with color-coded schedules, artisanal granola, and an airhorn.
Then the biggest, grumpiest, stupidly hot orc CEO stepped off the bus, ripped my itinerary in half like it personally offended him, and growled “No kale.”
Challenge accepted.
Now I’m stuck wrangling twenty-three massive orcs who bench-press trees for fun while their boss stares at me like he’s deciding whether to fire me or fold me in half. Every time I bark an order, he smirks like he knows exactly how I’d sound moaning his name instead.
He bought my agency just to keep me. I quit on the spot.
I built my own empire. He still won’t stay out of my schedule… or my bed.
This overbearing green giant thinks he can claim me with diamond clipboards and filthy promises.
Joke’s on him.
I’m the one who’s going to tuske him silly.
Read on for feisty control-freak heroine, massive size-difference orc, grumpy-sunshine chaos, corporate hate to love, and an orc who falls stupidly hard. HEA guaranteed!
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