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Second Chance Co-Parents Billionaire RomanceWhat in the actual…?Why is my baby daddy at my workplace?Up there on a dais in front of everyone and-Wait, no, he bought the damn company? So it happened years ago. A stupid one-night stand that was supposed to be a life experience, not dictate the rest of my life. But, hey, I love my twins. They're the center of my world and what we have works.It does until their father, Jamison Dawes, suddenly decides he wants to be a present parent.My kids are ecstatic. Can't say I feel the same. Especially when he moves into my apartment and hires me for a top floor job. Everywhere I am, there is JD with his smug smile and gorgeous face. Why does he keep touching me? JD wants to be a father to our children. Does that make us family? No, it's too complicated. Co-Parents. Friends. Roommates. Boss and employee. Chemistry doesn't matter. Memories of his tongue on mine and our bodies joining are irrelevant.We've survived without his support for years. Yet when my nightmare becomes a reality, he's the only one I trust to put our family back together. Warning: Contains explicit language and imagery. Suitable only for ages 18 and over.**HEA STANDALONE**

Fake Fiancée for the CEO. Apologize.Yeah, that's what I was told.I have to apologize…To the multibillionaire I contradicted in front of the world's press. Two wrongs don't make a right. That's what they say. In my defense, my suggestion he adopt a fake fiancée wasn't me volunteering for the role. I only went up there to apologize, how did I walk away engaged to the CEO? I have a coach to get me through it. A woman who knows what it is to be involved with a man in my boss's league. Her first and most crucial piece of advice? Don't fall for him. Easy. At least, that's what I think until he kisses me. All we're supposed to do is convince his ex she has no chance of winning him back. That doesn't mean I have to live with him, share his bed, or get naked with him… How come I end up doing all three? It doesn't matter, so long as I heed Roxie's advice: don't fall for him. I'm not worried. Soon it will be over, and I'll be free. There's no chance of falling for him. None… Right? Warning: Contains explicit language and imagery. Suitable only for ages 18 and over. **HEA STANDALONE**

Secret romance with celebrity billionaire. Come to New York with us, Roxie!It'll be so much fun!We have tickets to the grand reopening of the Crimson flagship nightclub.My girls don't know the truth. How can I say no? Who says no to five-star travel? I should have. Isn't retrospect a b*tch? Life was so much easier before him. Going home should mean regularly scheduled programming. Except something's different. I just can't figure out what. My girls are the same. My apartment. My work. Sure, a few die-hard fans camp outside my building, that's different. Oh, and bodyguards hang around me like a bad smell. But everything else is the same… right? No. If only. Damn. Move on already. He's in my head and won't go away. Then New Year hits and, of course, my girls want to go to New York.Say no. Say no. Say no. How can I say no? I can't without confessing. It's fine. It'll be fine. What could possibly go wrong? Wait… déjà vu… Warning: Contains explicit language and imagery. Suitable only for ages 18 and over.