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And my new intern is perfect for the job, though pretending to have a relationship with her might be a little taboo. Good thing I'm in charge. Being a self-made billionaire, I haven't spent much time looking for love. None actually. Lucky for me, it's fallen right into my lap. This pretty American girl has zero sense of direction, but a good heart and a sexy smile. I've always been smitten by a woman that needs rescuing, or so it seems. Something tells me that she might be more than I bargained for.

There’s only been one woman for me, and she’s never truly been mine. But I don’t have much time for anyone anyway, with my focus on my career. I’m a military man through and through, from generation to generation. This one girl, though. She stole my heart when we were kids, but it’s taboo, forbidden. She’s my best friend’s little sister, and he’d kill us both. After my mom recently lost my dad, a quick trip home to help her brings me face to face with the past.

I'd make a terrible father. That's what they all said. And it's the lie I lived for a long time, playing the field. Sleeping around and enjoying my life as a bachelor. But things change when my grandfather passes and all of his money comes my way. Life looks like a day in a theme park, with me as the big winner. Until I realize my grandfather didn't just send me a check, but also his big house filled with expensive art. Unfortunately, it comes with the responsibility of maintaining his staff, including a beautiful American maid that's driving me mad.

I’ve made lots of mistakes. But never one like this. Back in high school, the girl next door spent a serendipitous night in my arms. But she wasn’t my type or really up to my level. So I walked away not knowing her secret - our secret. Years later, I’m still at the top of my game, ruling my own chunk of the world. She walks into my office a different woman. Strong, sexy, and dead set on revenge. I need to walk away again, but I can’t. She’s a different person, and yet, all the things that first had me taking a chance with her pull me back in - deeper this time.

My brother is an idiot - he’s getting married. And I’m in charge of getting things together since our folks are gone. Lucky me. The guy who thinks love is for the birds and worn-out '80s songs. I honestly don’t have time for this drama. I run a billion-dollar company, have women to entertain, and am working on my plans to rule the world. No, seriously.

As a kid, all I ever wanted to do was fly. I was born a pilot. And I’m the best fighter pilot in the world. They call me Dice because of my dicey aerial maneuvers. Safety and security aren’t my first concern. Living big is.

I thought my best friend’s little sister was hot then. Now? Wicked hot. It’s hard to stay away. But she’s hands off. We had our love affair years ago. She’d made our small town feel like it was the whole world. When I left for the glory of my NFL career, I realized that wasn’t true. I’ve lived a lot of life while I’ve been gone. But now I’m back home to stay. And some things haven’t changed. Like the magnetic pull she has on me. And the fact that her brother is still standing between us. He wants me to stay away from his sister. I can’t. I won’t. She’s everything ...

It was against my will. But family has a way of forcing you into tight spots, right? My wealthy father wanted me at his swanky benefit and refused to budge. Luckily for me, the most beautiful curvy woman happened to come too. Only one problem: she thinks I'm rich too. No way in hell I can tell her the truth. Women like men that can deck them out in jewels, and that ain't me.

Taking over the family business is my destiny. I just never expected to have to do it in a small town surrounded by nobodies. I’m a big fish in a small pond in New York. This town? I might as well be in purgatory. There’s one silver lining. My assistant. She’s curvy, too sweet for her own good, and easy to push around. Until she isn’t. She’s fire one minute and ice the next. I can’t get enough. I can’t focus, either. Everywhere I turn, she’s there. I suppose that’s the whole point of her job. But soon I want more than her help in the office planning Valentine’s events. I...

My younger brother hates me…he’s getting married. And of course, my mother is going to have a field day with me still being a bachelor. But love is for the birds. I don’t have time for that madness. So, a fake date from an agency will work in a pinch. Hope this poor damsel in distress is up for having to meet my wretched family. Much to my surprise, she’s not at all what I thought she would be. Curvy, bold, hilarious—everything I want in my life. This isn’t good. Why in the world would a woman like her sell her time to a man like me?

As a single mom, I’m concerned about my little girl and rebuilding my life. My ex is a piece of work, and I ain’t talking about art. I’ve sworn off men for forever, even while facing the wedding fever that’s spilling over from my best friend’s wedding. But there’s something about the doc. He’s way more than he appears to be.

The first time I saw her, I had to have her. So I did. Four years later, I don’t expect to see her again, let alone hire her to be my fake date. But here we are. She’s just as fiery and sexy as I remember. She hates my guts and I love making her see red. It’s too easy to push her buttons. What started as a ruse to get my family off my back is now something real. She’s my fake girlfriend. So why do I feel protective of her? She’s mine on our contract paperwork. I need to make her mine in her soul, too. But if I don’t change my bad boy ways? I’ll lose her forever. Every good ...

What’s worse than getting divorced? Going to your ex-wife’s wedding—alone. I need more than just a fake date on my arm. I need her. She’s an itch I can’t scratch. This whole thing started without expectations. She’s my daughter’s teacher, after all. Hands. Off. But it’s Christmas. And the only gift I’m hoping for is more time with her. It might be snowing in other parts of the world, but here, it’s going to be such a hot Christmas. Note to the reader: The Parkers’ Christmas in July Series is about three sisters that find love during the holiday season. We Parkers ...

His mother hates me with a passion. No peasant for her perfect son. She made sure to boot me out of his life when we were in high school and falling quickly in love. So I did what any respectable girl would do—I broke his heart and let him leave. Now the handsome billionaire is all grown up and back in our hometown where I never left. Seems the military did some good with him. He’s a hotshot pilot with a playboy attitude to boot. Being the heir to the most revered aviation company in the world doesn’t hurt either. However, he’s very different when it comes to me. That same flame ...

What happens in Vegas goes viral in Vegas. Wait… Being the only child of America’s wealthiest man is painful at times. But it only gets worse when your name changes in the middle of the night thanks to a drunken lovefest turned marriage. It started with a fight with a pretty pink cocktail and ended with a not-so-pretty pink plastic ring on my finger. And he was a perfect stranger. A very hot stranger, but that’s quite irrelevant now. Oddly enough, an annulment isn’t in the cards for us. You see, in order for my drunken mistake not to affect the lives of thousands of innocent ...

He’s moody, stubborn, and quite possibly the hottest guy I’ve ever seen. And I’ve seen quite a few, but this one...I’ve been watching him since freshman year of college. Word on the street is that he thinks women are too needy, too catty, and overall pains in the butt. He’s about to meet his match.

If he thinks for one minute he’s getting into these candy panties, he’s wrong. But I’ll give him a run for his money. This girl’s going down with a fight. The drunk video that was made with me calling him out for being the villain he is went viral. I’m both impressed and appalled. He’s far too smooth for his own good, and way too hot for mine. All is fair in love and war - until one night, we both lay down our weapons and concede. For one night. Besides, one night of passion has never hurt anyone, right? And all of that on Valentine’s Day.

Selling love hasn’t given me the upper hand on love yet. But romance is messy and inconvenient. I’m interested in passion and pleasure. The rest is overrated. Unfortunately, a recent round of internet rumors might kill my billion-dollar business. A fake fiancée for a month should prove to the clients that I’m not the playboy everyone thinks I am. What they don’t know won’t hurt them. Besides, my private life is, well, private! Luckily enough, this beautiful, curvy woman that takes the job wants something in return. Games are so fun when played correctly.

She’s off limits and I follow the rules—normally. In my line of work, rules keep you alive. They are not to be broken. For anything. Or anyone. But I’m barely keeping my head above water with my sexy new rookie. She’s out of bounds. My mentor’s daughter. Everything I shouldn’t want. But I need her. I’ll teach her how to follow the rules on the job. In bed? I’ll show her how good it feels to break them. Every good girl deserves a bad boy. ~ Weston

What’s worse than planning your wedding? Glad you asked. Planning your parent’s wedding. Cue eye roll. The icing on the cake, no pun intended, is who I have to plan the wedding with. My soon-to-be stepmother’s daughter. Shoot me. She thinks I’m a piece of work? The girl needs to look in a mirror. Even if her reflection is spectacular. And sexy. And none of my business to admire. I couldn’t care less about seating charts, center pieces, or floral arrangements. I hate myself for knowing what half these things are. But this girl? She’s making the work tolerable. Okay. Fine. Maybe ...