Her Possessive billionaire Playboy

We're playing a dangerous game, sneaking around in a place where we could easily be caught. I think that's part of the thrill .

One hot mess. One hot boss. One too many hot encounters...



A company policy: no dating of work colleagues.


A passion unresistable.



This year has been real harsh , seems like am kinda jinxed or something. I know you might I'm just making things up but seriously, it's true.


Am like a Walking talking ticking hot mess!


Not only does my name literally mean "unfortunate," but that's the story of my life.
Everything I touch suddenly turns to crap.


Moved out of the studio I shared with my ex for cheating -means I'm living back at home with my teenage like parents,with me acting like the grown up adult .


Which is why I need my new job as personal assistant to Damien Cameron Romano to get back on my feet. The founder of Boyce industries, Three months in this job and I can move back out and, hopefully start afresh.


Ahem.
On paper, my job is easy. Make coffee. Book appointments. Keep everything in order.

Am like his secretary, pretty sure it's a simple task .
Until I walk in on my boss, half-naked, wearing nothing but dangerous and sexy smiles with a hot sexy desire pulsing between us.


Now, nothing is easy-except this sudden scorching burn of mutual attraction.


But he's my boss!

You know what they say about mixing work and pleasure:

It never ends well.

Except am willing to risk losing my job.

it's just not worth it.


Or is it?