Poverty is an understatement when it comes to describing my circumstances. My mother is a lost cause I can't get rid of, and I work my fingers to the bone just trying to keep my head above water.
He loves the chase. Turns out I love to get caught.
The world’s worst meet cute—I walk in on him slitting a throat. I run like hell, but he really loves the chase…judging by my body’s reaction, so do I. H…
At the office, Samantha is mouthy AF and hellbent on testing my patience. So you can imagine my surprise when my new personal assistant walks into my club with a very specific fantasy.
