Castille Hotel

Rich. Arrogant. So drop dead sexy you're ready to sell your kidney just to touch him.Did I mention he's technically my new boss?You know the type… Every man wants to be him and every woman wants him.Mr. Never-Goes-Home-With-The-Same-Woman-Twice guy.I hate him but also... Why can't I stop myself from seeing him on top of me every time I close my eyes?Yeah…I'm screwed.All I have to do is follow the rules.1. Don't sleep with the sexy, arrogant prick.2. Don't drool every time you look at his perfectly chiseled face and rock-hard body.3. But mostly…don't let him know you want him just as bad.Then again…rules are meant to be broken.Can a no-strings-attached fling blossom into actual, head-over-heels love or will I ruin my career when I finally slap that smug grin off his panty-melting face?

How to destroy your career in three easy steps…Step #1: Sleep with your boss.Step #2: Get pregnant by your boss.Step #3: Quit your job and run away from your problems. Griffin Karlsson, cold and arrogant, he should have been easy to hate. But I always had a few scorching hot fantasies about Mr. Stick Up His A$$. After all, who doesn't want a Thor looking god of a man to drool over? Now I'm pregnant, jobless and oh, I haven't told the father… He already has his perfect life, I don't need to be reminded I'm carrying his mistake. My only option? Run.

I can fake anything for fifty grand…Turns out, I was right. Now I'm playing pretend fiancée to Cameron Styles. Chicago's most devastating lawyer who happens to have both an ego the size of Lake Michigan and a smile that makes my knees weak. The man's idea of a relationship is a bathroom hookup at a nightclub, but he needs a "good girl" on his arm to land the biggest client of his career. The rules seemed simple enough:1 Make his potential client believe in our love story2 Keep my heart locked up tight3 Remember this is just business But there's something about the way Cameron looks at me when no one's watching. The way his walls start crumbling when we're alone. The way he's nothing like the cold-heartedplayer everyone warns me about. Just when I start believing this could be real, I'm reminded that every sweet moment between us comes with a price tag. I know better than to fall for a man who had to hire someone to love him...so why does my heart refuse to stick to the contract?