Sylvie Jenkins has fallen on hard times. She’s lost her job, her apartment, and is down to her last can of peas! Desperate, she takes a job with a reclusive writer living in the Adirondack Mountains of upstate New York. She’s never heard of Connor Hudson, but the man is offering her room, board, and an extremely generous salary. How bad could he be? Sylvie is shocked to learn that she might not know who Connor Hudson is, but millions of readers do, scarfing up the books he writes under various pseudonyms. And Connor’s not just a bestselling author. He’s a billionaire entrepreneur whose publishing and media empires span the globe.
Her new employer is a drop-dead gorgeous hunk, but he’s also surly, dominating, and demanding. He’s accustomed to being obeyed and kowtowed to, but he soon discovers that his feisty new assistant refuses to do either. Sylvie thinks he’s an arrogant, condescending jackass! Connor is shocked that the little imp isn’t cowed by his wealth, power, and position. That fascinates him. He’s determined to have her…and her obedience and submission as well. Naive and nerdy, Sylvie mistakes sex for love. But Connor can’t love her. Not now! Not ever! He’s keeping secrets: dark and dangerous secrets. The cops think he’s a serial killer. His ex girlfriends keep turning up dead! Is this strict, sexy alpha male cursed or a cold-blooded killer? $0.99 on Kindle.
