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The Ruthless Magnate Will See You Now
Someone I love did a truly terrible thing, and I'm working three jobs on top of my one as a showgirl at the Benton Las Vegas Grand to make up for it before anyone finds out—too late.
Cole Benton III, the ruthless CEO of the Benton Worldwide hotel empire, calls me into his glass office overlooking the Vegas skyline, demanding to know why I stole all the money from one of his grandmother's charity funds.
I can't tell him that
"You are aware that I could have you fired, arrested, or worse," he asks, his voice like black ice. Clearly dangerous.
Gulp. There's a reason everyone calls him Triple Ice behind his back, and it goes way beyond the three Roman numerals behind his name. Rumor has it that he's BFFs with the leader of a local cartel and that's he's not afraid to call in favors.
But I can't answer—not if it means throwing the real thief under his "or worse."
I keep my mouth clamped closed.
And Triple Ice stares at me, his malevolent ice-chip eyes glittering with contempt.
Then he opens his desk drawer and pulls out…. a wedding ring???
Wait. What?!
This seriously spicy romantic comedy contains…
A suspicious Ice King of a CEO
A totally innocent showgirl Cinderella
Grandma blackmail (she's ready for great-grandbabies)
A sexy contract with special terms and conditions,
Vegas level stakes, and…
A fake engagement that just might lead to real love
Someone I love did a truly terrible thing, and I'm working three jobs on top of my one as a showgirl at the Benton Las Vegas Grand to make up for it before anyone finds out—too late.
Cole Benton III, the ruthless CEO of the Benton Worldwide hotel empire, calls me into his glass office overlooking the Vegas skyline, demanding to know why I stole all the money from one of his grandmother's charity funds.
I can't tell him that
"You are aware that I could have you fired, arrested, or worse," he asks, his voice like black ice. Clearly dangerous.
Gulp. There's a reason everyone calls him Triple Ice behind his back, and it goes way beyond the three Roman numerals behind his name. Rumor has it that he's BFFs with the leader of a local cartel and that's he's not afraid to call in favors.
But I can't answer—not if it means throwing the real thief under his "or worse."
I keep my mouth clamped closed.
And Triple Ice stares at me, his malevolent ice-chip eyes glittering with contempt.
Then he opens his desk drawer and pulls out…. a wedding ring???
Wait. What?!
This seriously spicy romantic comedy contains…
A suspicious Ice King of a CEO
A totally innocent showgirl Cinderella
Grandma blackmail (she's ready for great-grandbabies)
A sexy contract with special terms and conditions,
Vegas level stakes, and…
A fake engagement that just might lead to real love
