My Boss My Baby

Roses are red, tegula hits hard, and i danced like l owned the damn night. Now? Everything’s a hot mess. Emily Hart ust landed the dreamjob-personal secretary to the sinfully rich, dangerously fine CE0 of Steele Empire. so naturally, she did what any girl with a fat offer letterand a killer dress would do: hit the club, danced ike a vixen, and threw back shots until reality blurred and pleasure took the wheel. That' swhen he happened. Dominic Steele. Bilionaire boss. Ruthless in the boardroom. Untamed in the bedroom. He saw her-hips swaying, lipssmirking, black dress clinging ike a second skin-and he didn’t ask for a name. He just took. One night. One filthy, breathless, back-archingnight. No promises. No names. Just raw heat and moans that echoed past midnight. Until Monday morning happened. Now, the man whomade her beg without words is standing behind a glass desk in a tailored sui...And she’s the new secretary who can't look him in the eyewithout remembering how he made her scream. She thinks he’s cocky as hel. He thinks she’s the sweetest kind of chaos. But when amissed period makes an unexpected appearanc... it’s no longer just business. lt’s Daddy, please - with a whole lot of tension,temptation, and trouble in between