Billionaire Bosshole

I heard of the devil, but I was never a believer. Now, I’m ready to call 1-800-exorcist.

I just got promoted! Yay, right? 

Not so much. 

Being the executive assistant to the company’s CEO blew up my life. No one can please this man—especially me. No lie: I’m sure if you look up “Bosshole” in the dictionary, you’ll find a smirking picture of Keiran Brothers, the man who’s turned my life upside down. Yesterday, I loved my job. Today, I’m contemplating murder and non-extradition countries.

And that’s before I’m forced to pretend I’m his doting fiancée for the long holiday weekend. 

Keiran is after a big new contract, one that requires the client to believe Keiran is a settled man. He needs me to convince everyone we’re madly in love. That or lots of people could lose their jobs.

No big deal. I can do it. I think so, anyway. 

Until we have to share a bed. 

Until my ex is also at the beach house and watching our every move. 

Until I see what Keiran’s really like when he’s not being Mr. Billionaire Bosshole. 

Until I start to fall for him.

And that’s when I know I’m really in trouble.