A peculiar package and her boss’s sudden disappearance landed Andi in the boardroom, face-to-face with him: Prince Laith Al Sintra, CEO with a crown. Fifteen minutes of obnoxious interrogation later, Andi was ready to strangle him—or possibly kiss him.
Laith, meanwhile, couldn’t shake the image of this “angelic cash flow guru” from his mind, nor could he resist her sharp tongue or brilliant mind. When creepy dioramas of Andi start showing up, Laith goes into full-blown protective mode. Can he figure out whos behind it before things get dark, or will their steamy sparks fizzle out in the chaos?
