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I wanted one thing just for me: a hot night with an anonymous masked man. And oh, did I get it. A shy, reserved woman like me, wearing a gold mask and spending the night with a stranger from a fantasy fulfillment app? Yep, I did that. And it was the perfect escape from the pressure of trying to save my failing company. Then, Roman Wells—ex-rugby star and new investor in my struggling business—walks into my office. Everyone else loves him: his easy laugh, rugged good looks, and confident charm, but I can barely meet his eyes without turning into a blushing mess.

My boss Elliot Levy is intolerable, and I tell him so every day...in the little notes I write and then hide in the back of my desk. I can't exactly say to his face that I'm convinced he's a cyborg, considering I'm about to become a single mother, and I really need to keep my job as his assistant. Elliot never looks at me, so he doesn't even notice I'm pregnant until I'm seven months along. The first thing he asks is if I'm planning to come back to work once I have the baby.

I’ve spent the better part of the last few years successfully avoiding my brother’s best friend, Weston Aldrich. As CEO of Andes Inc, the infuriatingly handsome and incessantly grumpy Weston also happens to be my new boss. It shouldn’t have been hard to continue avoiding him. After all, he’s on the executive floor, and I’m one of many copywriters. Weston has his own ideas about how things should go between us. He’s in my emails, leaving notes on my desk, and as if that’s not enough, he arranges for me to accompany him on a business trip.

I'm confident. A little grumpy. I'm never afraid to speak my mind. I've got curves for days, and hair the color of a summer sky. All that tends to leave an impression. So when he shows up two years after ghosting me, acting like we've never met, I'm more thrown than I care to admit.

The first time I met Miles Aldrich, he stole my cupcakes. The second time, I handed him a bill for what he owed me. He's a billionaire after all. He can afford it. The third time we met… well, that was the biggest surprise of all. I walked into his office looking for help with a business plan. But I somehow walked out with a fake boyfriend. Miles claims the plan is simple: he'll lend me his powerful family's reputation by posing as my boyfriend. I'll gain important contacts, and he'll have someone by his side so he doesn't have to make excuses for why he's not dating anyone.

It should have been a simple arrangement. Luca needs a wife to clean up his image as the new CEO of Rossi Motors, and I need my mother to stop trying to fix me up on terrible dates. In two years, we'll part amicably with no attachments or hard feelings.\ Anything that happens between us will be outside the confines of our arrangement. By anything, I mean falling into Luca's bed. Which I also do frequently and with abandon. But nothing is ever as simple as it seems. It isn't long before I fall for my motorcycle-riding, dirty-talking, sexy-as-sin husband.

The first time I laid eyes on Theo Whitlock, I chased him and his frat boy friends with a bat. I’m no white knight. I’m broke. He’s rich. I destroyed his car. He chooses not to rat me out. I was never supposed to go to college, but especially not one like Savage U, where only the wealthiest need apply. One might call this a lucky break, only I don’t feel so lucky with a drug dealer breathing down my neck, and a gangster threatening to burn my house down.

David Wiesel lives for making music, partying, and women. He has a wicked sense of humor and a body made for sinning. He's the kind of guy every mama warns her daughter about. Sylvia Price lives for her daughter, theater, and teaching. She is living the responsible life and has left her wild ways in the past. She's the kind of woman every mama wants her son to marry - not that she's looking for that. One drunken night when they were teenagers left them irrevocably bound. Fifteen years later, an accident brings them back together.

Ihr ganzes Leben wurde Fei auf ein einziges Ziel vorbereitet: Siwang, den Kronprinzen des mächtigsten Reiches der Welt, zu heiraten. Prinz Siwang ist seit Kindheitstagen Feis bester Freund und würde alles für sie tun, doch Fei will nur eins: frei sein. Als sie die Chance bekommt, aus dem Palast zu fliehen, trifft sie ausgerechnet auf Yexue, den geheimnisvollen Prinzen des verfeindeten Königreiches. Mit seiner gefährlichen Magie der Nacht könnte er der Schlüssel zu Feis Freiheit sein – und vielleicht noch viel mehr.

My life is too complicated for more than that. Besides, what would I do with a possessive, demanding, sexy-as-hell motorcycle man? Especially one who's younger than me. As an executive with a demanding career and single mom to a three-year-old little girl, my life is planned down to the minute, but everyone knows what they say about the best-laid plans… When Jake Hayes walks into Rossi Motors looking for a partnership between our two companies, I'm lost for words.

Rhys Astor, the guy with a deadly smirk and devil-may-care attitude, is the sole witness to one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. But even worse, now he's suddenly intrigued by me, which is confusing because until now, he couldn't be bothered to remember my name. Dorothy, Donatella, Danielle… no, it's Delilah, you unhinged prat. I don't want his attention. If I had my way, we'd go on avoiding each other for the rest of our lives, but again, the universe is conspiring against me. Rhys is the captain of the fencing team, and I'm the new manager.

My new boss is: A former rock star turned grumpy mechanic, a single dad, and my teenage crush. It was supposed to be a one-week job. Nannying Diego Garza's adorable four-year-old son should've been easy. But things get complicated when Diego catches me doing something I shouldn't. When he confronts me, I do the only thing I can think of: get down on my knees. To my surprise, he doesn't get angry. Instead, Diego Garza calls me a good girl.

I know three things about my neighbor, Adam. One: He likes to play his guitar on his balcony, often in his underwear. Two: He enthusiastically embraces the rock star lifestyle. Three: He must never, ever exist outside of the Friend Zone. The problem with number three is that over the last year, he’s become my everything. Adam’s the best friend I’ve ever had. The one who pushes me to follow dreams I’d written off as impossible. We have strict lines that we don’t cross. Even when we blur them on occasion by playing you can look but you can’t touch, the lines are always there.

When I wrote to Callum Rose five years ago, I never expected a response. He was an up-and-coming rock star, after all, and I was just a shy seventeen-year-old. He did write back, though, and through hundreds of emails, we became best friends. Until the day we unknowingly broke each other’s hearts. It’s been three years since our last email. I’m all grown up with a new job at Good Music and finally have my act together. But then Callum Rose walks in the door, and I’m instantly thrown back to the days when he meant everything to me.