Dirty Boss (Dirty Rich 2)

Three months ago, I was standing in the pouring rain, reading my best friend's sorry, but I can't make it text, looking for some way to salvage my birthday. And he was there. Nick. The tall, handsome stranger in a three piece suit. He offered me his coat. He invited me to his room. He possessed all of me: heart, body, soul, then, in the morning, he was gone.



For three months, memories of him lingered in my mind. The earthy cologne. The rough brush of his stubble. The low, deep groan as he buried himself in me.



For three months, my heart ached for another chance to whisper promises in his ears.



Yesterday, I interviewed for an internship I need desperately.



Today, my new boss called me into his office. And there was Nick, in his three piece suit.



His dark eyes fixed on mine as he dragged out his words. "Ms. Wilder, is there anything you need?"



My dirty boss wants me. But he has rules about this kind of thing.



I have to choose: the job that keeps me with my family or the man who holds the key to my heart.