Alexis

Andrew Cohen was everything I fantasized about in my dirtiest dreams. He also made me want to wipe the floor with his face.

Starting over at Cohen Realty was supposed to be a career move, not the start of a rom-com with enough workplace tension to steam up the windows. But the moment I walked into the office and locked eyes with Andrew Cohen, it was game over. The man was maddeningly confident, annoyingly charming, and unfairly attractive.

All I wanted was to prove I could crush his numbers—quick and easy. But then he gave me that look. That “I want you naked” look.

He's a cocky bastard, an asshole, and mind-blowingly gorgeous. I hate him, of course.

But I don't. Not really.

The office has eyes. My career might be on the line. And he's the last man I should be losing my panties to in an elevator.

Could I be strong enough to walk away before everything explodes right in my face? Or will he break me in ways I didn't even know were possible?

Andrew

When Alexis Claire showed up, tall, confident, and smelling like trouble, I was sure she'd be gone in a month. I needed her to be gone.

She quickly took over, crushing every expectation, and somehow started getting under my skin in ways I didn't expect. It didn't help that every time she was around, my brain short-circuited, and I couldn't focus on anything except how damn good she looked. I needed to find a way to get her out the door before she was able to destroy my office with her skin-tight dresses.

But there she was, all legs, smiles, and those cocky eyes that make me want to rip her dress off—stuffing her black tongue in my pocket and leaving me wanting more.

My life felt like a ticking bomb, and she was there, right place, wrong time, just when it exploded.