I grabbed the wrong bag at the airport carousel.... and then made a deal with the devil from my darkest fantasies. Picked out a dress. Accepted his ring. Walked down the aisle under the watchful eye…
Pretending to date my handsome new housemate was already a bad idea, but then I discover he’s no ordinary guy—he’s a mobster in hiding. And in this story, he’s not the hero, but the wicked villain.
Andrew Markman and I are workplace rivals. Enemies. Being forced to share an office with him is torture…but so is realizing there’s more to him than I thought.
