Out of work and on the verge of being homeless, Sylvie Jenkins is desperate. Her desperation leads her to take 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 this little imp isn’t cowed by his wealth, power, and position. The alpha male in him is 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. He’s keeping secrets: dark and dangerous secrets. The cops think he’s a serial killer. The women in his past keep turning up dead. As the body count begins to rise, you can’t help wonder…is he capable of murder? $2.99 on Kindle.