My Hot Enemy: 5 Book Boxset

Contains five stories where sparks fly and the first question is “How did I get stuck with him?” The Wicked Best Man: Everything changed that fateful night. “Yes,” was a word that would come to haunt me. He shouldn’t have been here. His name wasn’t on the guest list. It was unfair how devastatingly hot Travis Carlyle looked in that tux. The press dubbed him the Lion of Lower Manhattan, but Lucifer of Lower Manhattan was more like it. I would have left except I was the maid of honor. Word was he never left events like this alone. I scanned the room, wondering which woman he would choose tonight. Chelsea’s voice grabbed my attention. “There’s Travis, Spencer’s new best man.” Panic surged when I turned and found him approaching. Best man? Him? The deep timbre of his voice chilled me to the bone. “Adriana, you must dance with me.” I knew it would be playing with fire, so why did I accept? The spark I felt when his hand settled on my bare back made me question my decision. It also made me doubt I would survive four days at the secluded wedding venue with this man. Nailing the Billionaire: I would do anything to take him down. The world thinks the billionaire is just another debonair CEO. I know better. I'll trap him with his own lies and make him pay for what he did. I shouldn't have gotten so close. Vengeance should have been simple, swift, and sweet. It isn't going to be any of those things. He had no reason to suspect her--until it was too late. Devil in a Tux: Everything changed the night he asked me to dance. They called Evan McAllister a shark in a suit. But, I knew that was too kind. Devil was a better fit. When I’d first seen him tonight, I had three questions. Why did he have to look so damned hot in a tux? Which woman would he choose tonight? And, how quickly could I get a refill on this drink? When he started toward me I added a fourth question. Was there a back way out of here? His deep voice sent a shiver through me. “Alexa. You owe me a dance.” They say dancing with the devil changes you. I was about to find out. Trapped with the Billionaire: His eyes drew me in. I wanted to hold back. One touch of his lips and he won. I noticed him while basking on the beach in Barbados. I met him on the plane back home. It seemed like fate. Reality slapped me in the face when I got into the office Monday. Our company had been bought, and now I worked for Josh: the man who wanted to dismantle all that my family had built. I wasn't letting him destroy three generations of work without a fight. I'd seen her at a distance on vacation, met her on the plane back, and now she was seated across from me at the company we'd just purchased. Temptingly beautiful from a distance, had become intriguingly intelligent on first meeting, and now irritatingly feisty. I had an assignment to complete, and she was in the way. The contract said I couldn't fire her, at least not yet. Passion at the Lake: I drove all day to escape a living hell. In this new town only the devil himself can save me. I’m the nerdy girl the guys don’t like because when it comes to technology, I’m better than any of them. I like that computers are predictable. You always know how they’re going to behave, people not so much. My last choice of boyfriend proves that point. I plotted out my escape for two months. My timetable was complete with a checklist and a spreadsheet. I only intended a two-week stay in Clear Lake before moving on. Then, fate intervened. My plan disintegrated and placed me at the doorstep of the devil himself. It had been years since I’d seen our high school hero, Boone Benson. Meeting him again brought back memories of the lesson I’d learned the hard way. The jock never goes for the nerd.