Her Possessive billionaire Playboy

We're playing a dangerous game, sneaking around in a place where we could easily be caught. I think that's part of the thrill . One hot mess. One hot boss. One too many hot encounters... A company policy: no dating of work colleagues. A passion unresistable. This year has been real harsh , seems like am kinda jinxed or something. I know you might I'm just making things up but seriously, it's true. Am like a Walking talking ticking hot mess! Not only does my name literally mean "unfortunate," but that's the story of my life. Everything I touch suddenly turns to crap. Moved out of the studio I shared with my ex for cheating -means I'm living back at home with my teenage like parents,with me acting like the grown up adult . Which is why I need my new job as personal assistant to Damien Cameron Romano to get back on my feet. The founder of Boyce industries, Three months in this job and I can move back out and, hopefully start afresh. Ahem. On paper, my job is easy. Make coffee. Book appointments. Keep everything in order. Am like his secretary, pretty sure it's a simple task . Until I walk in on my boss, half-naked, wearing nothing but dangerous and sexy smiles with a hot sexy desire pulsing between us. Now, nothing is easy-except this sudden scorching burn of mutual attraction. But he's my boss! You know what they say about mixing work and pleasure: It never ends well. Except am willing to risk losing my job. it's just not worth it. Or is it?