RULE #1 OF WALL STREET: DON’T HUNT WHAT YOU CANNOT EAT.
I’m the king of the business world. The Alpha of my pack. No one dares challenge me.
Except my new assistant.
She questions me to my face and calls me Big Bad Boss behind my back. When I give her an order, she asks me why, with all my billions, I can’t afford some manners.
Worse, the little human smells like temptation. She dresses to kill, and I want to sink my teeth into her.
One day my control’s going to snap, and a wolf never stops hunting until he’s claimed his prey.
