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Coworker #1: “My first job was so bad, the break room had ONE fork. ONE. We had to schedule who got to eat salad until one of us finally caved and bought some forks in from home.”Coworker #2: “That’s nothing. At my first place, the AC was broken for two summers in a row. Management’s solution? They handed out paper fans… in July… in TEXAS.”Coworker #3: “Pfft, amateurs.”Coworker #2: “You used to be a secretary, not retail!”Coworker #3: “Yeah, but my old boss used to have us ‘clock out’ for meetings because he said ‘listening isn’t work.’ We had TWO-HOUR ...

Serena Vieri. Mafia princess, protected her entire life for a very good reason. There is a target on her back. Her family believed she was better off not knowing, but with knowledge comes a certain kind of power that she could sure use right now. On her way to Australia to see her mom, her bodyguard was detained, leaving her open to attack. The attack came in the form of whispered words of adventure. A deep, husky voice promised her the flight of her life. He slid over her soul like a serpent about to strike, and trapped her in a web of intrigue and desire.

Shade Vieri has no mercy, no compassion, and no empathy. He is cruel, enigmatic, and deliciously dark. His instructions are clear. Find the Achilles heel of the enemy and destroy it. The enemy is a woman who slides across his soul like spun silk. A breath of fresh air in a dark, depressing world. A free spirit with a heart of gold and a woman who ticks every box he has ever thought of. A woman he must destroy. This dish is anything but cold. This dish is so hot it burns.

She is my fair lady—my Eliza Doolittle if you like. A blank canvas on which I will create a masterpiece. Somebody to fool the most discerning eye. But I am no gentleman. I am the man she fears the most. The devil waiting behind the mountain range. I will teach her how to be my perfect woman, and she will thank me for it. I am the master of the game. She doesn't even realize we are playing one. She signed a contract inked in tears and sealed with blood. Now she is mine, and there is nothing she can do about that because hidden in the small print—she gifted me her soul.