My Enemy, My Obsession

· Tantor Media Inc · āļšāļĢāļĢāļĒāļēāļĒāđ‚āļ”āļĒ Ellie GossageāđāļĨāļ°Aiden Snow
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I have plenty of reasons to dislike the ridiculously good-looking, arrogant Ethan Dalton, who did my father wrong, and I'd do anything for the chance to tell the billionaire that to his face. So when I'm selected to attend Moore's Department Stores' annual conference in Hawaii, with an invitation to submit my designs, the last person I expect to see is Ethan. I had no idea he was on the board, and despite the fact that he won't know who I am, I'm in avoidance mode, and failing. I end up sitting several feet away from him, spellbound by how hot he is when he feels my stare, and I end up locked in his. The amusement in his eyes is somehow charming rather than infuriating, but when I have the chance to meet him, I run for the hills. But not for long. The next thing I know, he's standing in front of me, in another chance encounter that becomes intimate, and when he thinks my name is not my name, I don't correct him. Because once he knows who I am, we're at war. And what happens that night is anything but war. It's the most incredible night of my life, but come morning I sneak out before he figures out who I am. Only running from Ethan never seems to work, and I fail again. It's not long before our paths collide, and my lie threatens all that I love. And the only way to save myself, is to beg a man my father once called the devil himself.



Contains mature themes.

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