One reckless night with the mafia boss, and he can’t remember it… which is a problem, because two little lines change everything.
Two months ago, my billionaire boss’ helicopter crashed in the snowy mountains, and we were stranded in a tiny deserted cottage.
Secrets were revealed, and when we snuggled for warmth in front of the fire, I looked at him with all the longing of four years of being in love with him.
And he said, “F— it.” In the morning, he claimed he couldn’t remember taking my innocence. Awkward. So I denied it. Told him nothing happened.
I thought we’d carry on as before, me pining for my dangerous, powerful, gorgeous boss. But now his baby is growing in my belly.
