Can be read as a standalone story.
She was hired to be immune to me. My mother made that perfectly clear. An American. Overqualified. Completely off limits. I am a prince. I do not pursue employees. And yet.
From the moment Antoinette Carter walked through my door, I could not look away. She is brilliant. Composed. Devastatingly beautiful. And she looks at me like I am nothing special.
Do you know how rare that is? Every woman I have ever wanted has been easy to forget. This one is impossible. She came here broken, running from betrayal. I came here bored, running from everything.
Neither of us was looking for this. But now that I have found her, I refuse to let go. She may have come to work for a prince. I’m going to make her my princess.
