About the Books
He took my v-card.
He left me in a hotel room. Alone.
Four years later …
He’s a billionaire consultant, the No. 1 in NY City. (So much for karma!)
A demanding, bossy jerk who’s cocky AF—
and still panty-melting hot (See? No karma at all!)
He can’t even be bothered to remember my name.
Now, he holds the fate of my job in his hands.
I should resist him.
I shouldn’t let him tempt me.
At the very least, I should have stopped it with the kiss he gave me.
Our first hook up was by accident—one time only.
Unless you count the second, third, and fourth times…