Ruthless businessman, heir to a publishing empire... and my new roommate?

Two hours after meeting my new boss, I share his bed. Not that way! A hotel room ceiling collapses on top of me, and he’s the handsome stranger who saves me. I’m left without a place to sleep and look like I was in a wet t-shirt contest.

Finding out later that he’s my boss is mildly humiliating. It also means I owe him one…

Phillip Loughton is determined, demanding, and competitive to a fault. He makes a s...
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Ruthless businessman, heir to a publishing empire... and my new roommate?

Two hours after meeting my new boss, I share his bed. Not that way! A hotel room ceiling collapses on top of me, and he’s the handsome stranger who saves me. I’m left without a place to sleep and look like I was in a wet t-shirt contest.

Finding out later that he’s my boss is mildly humiliating. It also means I owe him one…

Phillip Loughton is determined, demanding, and competitive to a fault. He makes a stupid bet with his dad to try out life as the other 99% for a month… and I offer him my couch.

I know, I’m an idiot. But I need help with rent, and he needs a place to stay, so here we are. Just thirty days of living with my billionaire boss as my roommate. What could go wrong?

Nothing at all, as long as we follow the roommate agreement. The first rule? No kissing the boss. Except I’m learning more about Phillip by living with him than I ever would over caviar. Like how good he looks with a towel around his
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