Gabriel King was my childhood nightmare and secret fantasy—arrogant, untouchable, the golden boy who mocked me while I burned for him in silence.
Now I’m grown—and working for him.
I shouldn’t notice how good he looks in a suit. Or out of one.
Shouldn’t wonder how far he’ll go to test my limits.
But I do. Every damn day.
It starts with one late night and a look I can’t unsee.
Then his mouth crashes into mine, and the line I swore not to cross? Gone.
One kiss turns into a pattern we can’t break.
We argue. We flirt. We get too close—at work, and everywhere else.
He’s grumpy, demanding, and all wrong for me.
But I’ve never wanted anything more.
