Billionaire's Game

I execute many roles: owner of the NHL's Carolina Reapers, CFO of Silas Tech, and genuine fan of all things professional sports. One thing I'm not? Chaotic. I've made my billions off of structure, discipline, and very little risk. So when a friend asks if bombshell romance author Daisy Lewis can shadow me for a month while researching characters for her upcoming release, I don't hesitate to say yes. I mean, she's an author, it's ninety percent typing and quiet time, right? Wrong. Daisy's a hurricane storming through my regimented days. She's as gorgeous as she is sharp, and has a mouth on her I can't stop obsessing over. And the stuff she writes? I've taken more than one cold shower just from reading over her shoulder. We couldn't be more different, and yet, I find myself fascinated with every surprise she throws my way. Our chemistry is a firestorm, but we live in different worlds. Mine is scheduled down to the minute and hers is wherever her passions take her. There is no way we fit, but that doesn't stop me from falling head over heels. And when our two worlds clash on every level, I'll lose her forever if I can't manage the one thing I can't handle-change. Contains mature themes.

I wear several labels: owner of the NFL's Raleigh Raptors, heir to the Rutherford empire, and certified adrenaline junkie. One label I'll never wear? Reckless. I may love skydiving and touring live volcanoes, but risking my life is easy. My heart? That's another thing entirely. For years I've kept my best friend and personal assistant Brynn Allen in the strictly platonic section of my wild life, but she's owned me since high school. She's smart, funny, logical, brilliant, and beyond gorgeous. To put it plainly, she's perfection wrapped in a tempting little package. But I'll never risk what I can't afford to lose. And losing Brynn would ruin me. After a bet in our poker game has me handing over my newly acquired marketing firm for Brynn to save, my once always-by-my-side assistant has her hands more than full. The last thing she needs is my resolve slipping when it comes to keeping a safe distance from her. But one night, we cross that line I've held for years, and it's better than any fantasy. We're fire, electric, combustible. And now there's no going back. To keep her, I'll have to be reckless with my heart and hope I don't break us in the end. Contains mature themes.

I'm called many things: owner of the MLB's Charleston Hurricanes, perpetual bachelor, and the biggest asshole this side of home plate. I've never had a problem with that. Until now. My infamous temper has landed me in serious trouble. The answer to my salvation is a life coach. I have to complete three months of anger management sessions or I can kiss my ownership status goodbye. The only problem? My renowned life coach happens to be the irresistibly gorgeous woman I met and shared a world-shaking kiss with last night. Alexandra is compassionate, smart, and has a blunt sense of honesty that keeps me on my toes. Each session leaves me thirsting after her in the most addictive way. But neither one of us believes in relationships. We absolutely can't go there. Until we do. She makes me want things. Impossible things. Spend forever with me kind of things. But love is a painful game I promised myself I'd never play again, and when our difficult pasts threaten to break us, I realize it's not just my team I'm at risk of losing . . . it's her. And I'll have to figure out how to fix what broke me in the first place if I have any chance of keeping them. Contains mature themes.