検索キーワード： 著者 "Callie Stevens" すべてのカテゴリー

When my boss starts harassing me at a work function, I do the only thing I can think of; I pretend cocky bratva pakhan Dimitri is my boyfriend. It works. For a little while. Then Dimitri suggests we take it one step further and ‘get married’. My boss gets off my back, Dimitri has an out of the arranged marriage with rival mafia boss, Massimo’s, daughter. It’s a win, win. Except getting married does nothing to scare off Giovanni.

When I'm given the job opportunity of a lifetime I can't turn it down. Even if it means coming face-to-face with him. All I have to do is not fall for him . . . again. And keep the biggest secret of my life under wraps.

I thought I was late for my cousin’s wedding, but the wedding turned out to be for me... If I’d known the sexy arrogant guy in the elevator was my future husband, I probably would have turned and ran. My own father sold me out, promising my hand in marriage to Alexei Koslov, a sexy, arrogant bratva boss. The last thing I want to do is get married, but nobody says no to the Koslov bratva.

He was my one and only . . . until he chose his rockstar lifestyle over me. When his tour brought him back to town and became my next-door neighbor, my baby bump is on full display. Just my luck. So, I did what any girl would. I lied and told him it wasn't his. He'd never choose us over the Rockstar lifestyle. But every time I see his piercing blue eyes and tattooed, muscular body, my heart begs me to reach out. I can't risk the chance of rejection again for me, or our child . . .

My brother's best friend should come with a warning label . . . Never give him your V card. Locke doesn't do romantic entanglements that last more than a single song. He doesn't need a girlfriend, especially a young, inexperienced one. No man that talented and good looking wants to commit to a nobody like me. When finally given the chance to roll in the sheets with him I can't pass it up.

I thought leaving Wall Street to start my own coffee business would be a piece of cake. I never wanted an assistant, let alone one as feisty and bossy as this one. Camilla Graff can rile me up on a good day, and those amber eyes of hers and that never-ending attitude definitely do not help. I should have never brought her to Hawaii with me. I should have never asked her to fake-date me to appease my mother. And I sure as hell shouldn't have shared a room with her.