My billionaire Boss is the absolute last person I\'d marry.
Clair..
St.
I might get used to being Mrs.
But craziest of all is...
Now he drives me crazy in bed.
He drove me crazy at work.
And while the man is cold, his kisses are hot enough to consume us both.
Things beyond learning his lunch orders and sending company memos.
Because there\'s more to Victor than I thought.
How hard can it be? Answer: very.
He\'s a jerk, but he\'s also a respected businessman.
But it\'s also a chance to quit my job and start my own business.
It means living with Victor\'s dark stares and silences for a full year.
A one-year marriage of convenience to the Boss I hate.
His assistant.
Oh, and the kicker? He wants to marry me.
Clair fortune.
Instead he says he needs to get married to inherit the St.
So when he calls me into his office, I\'m expecting another rant.
He can\'t remember my first name.
I know his schedule by heart.
Clair treats me.
Even the devil treats his demons better than St.
Clair to Satan, but that\'s unkind.
I once compared Victor St. ready to say yes to the boss.
Until a deal with the devil forces me down the aisle...
My billionaire Boss is the absolute last person I\'d marry
