Filthy Rich (Kriss)

A billionaire. His assistant. And a game that could cost both their hearts. Aidan Winters. Gorgeous, brilliant, ruthless, and filthy rich. Hes known as the Man in Black, because New Yorks most sought-after bachelor is icy perfection in an all-black suit. As his executive assistant, I know his suit size, the security code to his penthouse, and the number to his private line. The only thing I dont know is what would make him fall to his knees for a woman. And then, one night, I discover Aidans sexy secret. And he discovers mine. Now, we play a very dirty game. By day, were all business. But by night, hes not Aidan, and Im not me. No emotions. No lies. Except for one. If you think this is a story about a girl who hates her boss, think again.

Second chances burn hotter. The assignment should be a fashion stylists dream. Dane Scotlandbrilliant programmer, millionaire, partner in my brothers companyis going to a big-money meeting, and he needs to look the part. The problem? Dane doesnt want a makeover. Hes grumpy and reclusive, and his wardrobe consists of two pairs of old jeans. He doesnt want me anywhere near him. Did I mention that hes my brothers best friend? And that no one knows exactly what Dane and I got up to ten years ago? The nerd I knew is goneDane ditched his glasses and bulked up. Now hes six-foot-plus of hot genius, but I can be professional. I can definitely keep my hands off him. Again. But when he looks at me like he used to, like no one else ever has, the only thing I want is to lose control. Dane and I gave each other our first taste of heartbreak. Are we destined for another round?

They told me Noah Pearson was gorgeous. Sinful. A successful venture capitalist. A Hollywood playboy. The kind of man I can usually spend the night with, then walk away from, no strings attached. No one told me Id become addicted. Noah is all wrong for me. Hes charming and scandalous. He tears down all the careful walls I live behind. But when he talks dirty to me in that voice as smooth as whiskey, it isnt long before Im throwing out my rule book and agreeing to a sexy, no-emotions-allowed fling. It shouldnt mean anything to either of us. We should be able to walk away. Why, then, do I feel like our white-hot affair is the only thing worth fighting for?

Alex Blake is trouble. Tall, dark, sexy, tattooed trouble. He was trouble when he was my teenage boyfriend, and he hasnt changed. He was my biggest mistake. But we divorced a long time ago, and we bandaged our wounds and moved on. Our hearts bleeding, but alive. Now I was in the wrong place at the wrong time, and its put me in dangerthe kind that could kill me. And who shows up to save my life? My sexy ex-husband, thats who. He says hes the only one who can protect me. But the truth? The truth is that he is the only one who can destroy me. And Alex Blake destroys me in the best possible way

My life is a mess. My husband left me for another woman, my son is getting into trouble, and Ive been left with a bar I dont want and have no idea how to run. Still, I wont admit Im in over my head. Until Damon Blake shows up. Hes just come to town. He says hes supposed to work for me. He has a shady past full of bad decisions and the sexiest eyes Ive ever seen. So I hire him. Whats one more problem, after all? Damon should be the worst decision I ever made. So why dont I regret it? Why am I not sorry for the dirty things we get up to? Weve both locked our hearts away. But when things get wild, we might save each other whether we want to or not.