Every rule says hands off my curvy little office manager.
Until her manuscript lands in my inbox…
And I read every filthy fantasy she's ever had.
About me.
She thinks I called her in to fire her.
She has no idea what I really want.
Because behind these designer suits and this billion-dollar empire,
I'm not the man she wrote.
I'm worse.
I run this city from the shadows.
I give orders that end careers—and lives.
I have no business touching something so soft.
But then she sits across from me,
green eyes wide, cheeks flushed, trembling—
and every rule I've ever lived by goes to hell.
So I make her an offer.
Finish the book. I'll help with the research.
One session turns into another.
Then she's in my bed, and I'm in too deep to stop.
There's just one problem.
My sweet little writer is hiding something.
A name that isn't hers.
A past she ran from.
A monster with a badge who's hunting her—and her little boy.
Now he's found her.
And he thinks he can hurt her.
He has no idea what I'm capable of.
No one hunts what's mine.
She wrote me as the villain.
For everyone who threatens my family, I'm happy to prove her right.
