The filing room bad-boy intern is now my billionaire boss.
Of all the people in this city, he's my blind date.
My archnemesis, Owen Chadwick.
After all these years, he's still gorgeous, with that chiseled jaw and sexy grin.
His intense hazel stare melts the panties right off my body.
Now everyone's staring at me, probably wondering why I showed up to work in jeans.
I didn't plan on sleeping over at his place.
Nor did I plan on having sex with him...again.
And now I'm confused as hell.
I shouldn't want him.
He brings out the worst in me.
He's a constant reminder of our tumultuous courtroom history.
He ended my criminal law career.
Not to mention, I could no longer show my face at the firm we interned.
Despite all that, here he is again, my boss in my bed.
And I'm losing all inhibitions for this bad boy.
