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Two weeks ago, I was an optimistic office girl with a Pinterest vision board and a dream. Now? I’m standing in a billionaire’s penthouse office, trying not to throw a donut at his smug, perfect face. McCarthy Svensson is my new boss-slash-personal tormentor. Though he thinks he’s my only protector. He’s wrong. He’s way worse than the merry-go-round of ex fiancés who may or may not be stalking me, including ex-fiancé number one of three, who fakes his death then pops up out of a casket. Alive.

The first time I meet Damien Bellini, he offers to erase half my father's debt if I dance for him. That one dance sparks his obsession with me. He's the last man I should fall for, a cold-blooded killer who works for the Lombardi crime family. But whenever I'm with him, he makes my blood burn hot. What he doesn't know is that my uncle is the head of the Boston mob. When he demands I marry Damien for the sake of a contract, I refuse. My refusal creates a domino effect, and my world comes crashing down. Just when I think it's over, I get a wedding invitation that changes everything.

I would do anything for my best friend. Well. Almost anything. When she begs me to come on a weekend getaway so I can bond with her new boyfriend, I can't say no-no matter how badly I want to. After all, who will keep an eye on the guy; he's your stereotypical, professional football player (emphasis on PLAYER) and I don't trust him with my friend's heart.

I admit it was me who shouted, “Looking good, hot stuff!” at Mr. Richmond this morning, but I didn’t mean it like that. Yes, Mrs. HR Lady, I know how it looks. Believe me, I am totally anti-catcalling, but that’s not what that was. Honest. I was paying him a compliment! That’s kind of what I do: I’m a proud, small-town Floridian, and Manhattan is craving some Florida sunshine—nothing like a sincere compliment to turn those New York frowns upside down!

I've been dreading this for a year. Okay, that's a lie. I've been dreading this reunion since we graduated high school 10 years ago. So why am I here, standing outside the door like the eternal wallflower I am? I'd say it's because my younger sister browbeat me into it, but the truth is, I'm tired of being a nobody. Of never taking a risk with myself and my life. And...well...maybe I'm also hoping to see him. The tall, insanely gorgeous man walking my way now. Oliver Fritz is regarded as one of Boston's sexiest doctors. I know him as the former god of our school.

I ran from home to escape heartbreak, only to deliver myself into the hands of a wolf. Henry Wolf, that is. Heir to a luxury hotel chain, infamous playboy, arrogant bastard...and my new boss. Why he wants me, Abbi Mitchell - a girl who lacks experience on every front that would matter to him - as his personal assistant, I cannot fathom, especially when I keep messing up in the most spectacular way. Did I already mention he's a bastard? A beautiful, moody one, who's quick to demand, slow to apologize. And toying with me every chance he gets.

He's a hockey star with no strings attached and a life any other college student would be jealous of… but when he meets a girl with big green eyes and tears on her face, he's a goner.

I wasn't looking to change my "bad boy of baseball" reputation. At least not until my dream girl, Pop Princess Alexis Bodega, stepped foot in my clubhouse to sing for the stadium on opening day. There's just one problem, and it's a big one. Her manager is also her boyfriend, and her father is her agent. She's kept on a tight leash with her incredibly busy schedule, and I'm at the start of a new baseball season with a new team. It's the worst time to explore this attraction with the wrong girl, but that doesn't stop me from fighting my way backstage at her surprise performance in Vegas.

Two years after the world fell apart, I'm entirely alone, a twenty-four-year-old woman scrounging for food and barely surviving. My only choice left is to hook up with a group of roaming scavengers. They're not good people, but it's safer with them than on my own. Deck immediately makes himself my silent protector. He never speaks, but he doesn't have to. He keeps me alive, and I try to communicate with him. We eventually learn to trust each other. The world after Impact is rawer and bleaker than what it used to be, and we've lost most of what made life worth living.

Only in my world does the family screwup have a police record and three Oscars. And only a screwup like me would be nuts enough to fall for a cop. Not just any cop. Amy’s the police chief in this small town my family built from scratch. We’ve got a reality TV spotlight scanning our every move. No way will the perfect girl next door take a chance on me. I’ve heard she’s got a brother behind bars, so guys with rap sheets are off limits. The thing is, I’ve changed.

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.

Whether in the court room or the bedroom, my reputation is well-earned. I'm either working hard, working out, or working my way into some woman's panties. Problem is, none of them share my particular kink, and I end up walking away unsatisfied. Until I meet her. She's a friend of a friend, which makes her off-limits until temptation takes me by the balls and I'm taking her up against a wall. 

His thick hair, cold blue eyes, and strong jaw held power in a conference meeting, causing women to melt in his presence. I’ve wanted to confront him on his stubborn attitude and critical demands for employees. I’d bitten my tongue in many scenarios and held in my true feelings over a dozen times. Keeping the peace was necessary until I had enough experience under my belt to move on to bigger and better things. The only problem was, Craft Marketing was the bigger and better, and the longer I stuck it out with him, the more opportunities would arise.

Julian Bellini. Italian mobster. Ruthless casino owner. My best friend's brother. When he finds out my parents secretly arranged for me to marry into the Russian bratva in exchange for their debt, he offers me an out. He'll pay the debt if I sign his contract. But that contract comes at a cost. One that might ruin me.

Dixon Beckett is the kind of guy who loves his mama, treats women right, and never ever wants to fall in love again. That’s why he’ll do anything to win a bet to be the last single man standing by Christmas. He’s got a plan, too. Create the most no-good, horrible, very bad dating profile in existence. Only someone actually responds to his ad....

I'd spent most of my life running. My past right on my heels. But when you take down society's most dark and twisted elite, there isn't a place on earth you can hide. I'd shattered their secrets, and they wanted revenge. Only, to get to me, they would have to go through him. Huntsman wasn't just the president of The Exiled Eight MC. He was dangerous. He was arrogant. And he was pure alpha. Yet, I'd never felt safer than I did in his arms. He was willing to kill for me. And they were coming to take my life. Only one of us was going to come out of this alive.

Tyler Hawk is a man with secrets and a dark past. A man who has known tragedy and betrayal. He wants for little, but what he wants is more power, a legacy that is his own, and not his father's. There are obstacles in his way, one of which is the scandal his father left behind and a will with...

I like my sex dirty. It takes a hell of a lot to tilt my moral compass, and I always follow when it's pointing at something I want. That goes double when it points straight at the one girl in all of Chicago who's not dying for a piece of me. She's all I can think about, and that's a problem, because she wants nothing to do with me.

The last thing I expected was for a single dance with the woman I loved to cause so much trouble. For years, I'd danced around this flirtation with Bailey. We both knew it would eventually lead to that big, white chapel, overwhelming love, and a lifetime together that would rival any tragic love...

I'm a federal agent sworn to take down Alessa, the charismatic Mafia princess who runs an illicit empire. But as I infiltrate her exclusive private members' club in an undercover operation, there's an undeniable spark between us. Wanting her is dangerous. Falling for her is forbidden. And loving her? Well, that could get me killed. But Alessa seems hell-bent on seducing me. And the closer we get, the closer my team gets to taking her down.