Billionaire Secrets

I'm house-sitting for a year, and my next-door neighbor is the devil in disguise. He throws loud parties that last all night, and the women scream like he's some sort of god. But he can't be that good. He even had the nerve to have my car towed—just because he could. He's rude, arrogant, and worse, he knows exactly how to get under my skin. His bare chest and sculpted arms make my brain short-circuit. If I didn't despise him so much, I'd be tempted to climb him like a tree.

I fled my wedding and stumbled into a stranger's car. It wasn't exactly my proudest moment, but I wasn't expecting him to save me. Now, I can't stop thinking about the brooding CEO who makes scowling an art form. He's grumpy, guarded, and as infuriating as he is gorgeous. But beneath his icy exterior, I see glimpses of something warmer, something real. I'm no stranger to difficult men—my family is full of them. The last thing I need is to fall for one who makes me question everything I thought I wanted.

Justin is a whirlwind of brilliance and ambition that sweeps everyone along with him—including me. The first kiss was an accident. One taste before he moved to California, and I needed to figure out my life. We were supposed to keep it casual. But then he invited me to join him. He's the only one who believes in me. He does everything full-throttle, including pursuing me. I can't say no. I wasn't supposed to fall in love. But I can't stop myself. I can't lose myself in the whirlwind of Justin Capriotti.