There are a few things you absolutely don’t do in Adrian Terranova’s world. You don’t question him. You don’t challenge him. You don’t call him by his first name. You definitely don’t contradict him in front of his entire staff. Unless you’re me, apparently. I’d love to say I stood up to the bosshole from hell and walked away unscathed, but that’d be a lie. First he got me fired from the job I couldn’t afford to lose. Then he made sure the only position in the city I could get was working as his personal assistant. He runs his office with iron buns and icy glares. Every day is cloudy with a chance of grumpy. Every moment is a test he expects me to fail, but I’ll happily disappoint him. They say he’s impossible to please? That he never smiles? Well, I don’t run from challenges. I run into them. And then I make them attend office glitter parties with hot dogs. Sometimes I also get scared on company flights and crash face first in my boss’ lap during turbulence. Or there was the time I wound up half-naked in his hotel room… But I know one thing for certain. No matter how many times I have to look at his obnoxiously attractive, insufferably arrogant rear end, I won’t break. I won’t even bend. Adrian: I won’t break her, but she’s absolutely going to bend. Over my desk, I think. Or maybe the couch in reception?

USA Today bestselling author Penelope Bloom brings a brand new enemies-to-lovers romance where two total opposites fight to deny their perfect chemistry. Sebastian St. James needed an ego check in the worst way. So I gave him the tongue lashing to end all tongue lashings. But he liked it. Before I knew it, my dress was up to my ears. He apparently had a tongue lashing of his own to give. Mission gloriously failed, if you asked me. We both agreed to part ways like adults. No strings, no attachments. Except I couldn’t stand that he’d been able to walk away so easily. So I handled my disappointment like the totally reasonable woman I am. I attended one of his book signings and threw coffee in his face. Then I face-planted over a fence trying to outrun his security. Before I knew it, I was recovering in Sebastian’s mansion. Then he offered me a job watching his cat and staying in his house. I wish I could say I stared into his dreamy eyes and told him to bite me. But I needed the job more than I wanted to admit. So now I’m bunked with an obnoxiously attractive roommate. A roommate I somehow want to strangle and straddle at the same time. But there's nothing to worry about. He "doesn't do relationships." Nope. All he does is brood, glower, and boss me around. But just like everything else in my life, it gets messier. I'm pregnant. Who's the father, you ask? I'll give you a hint. The baby's probably going to come out with cute little horns and a pitchfork. A full-length enemies-to-lovers, secret baby romance loaded with laugh-out-loud moments, unapologetic wit, and a lovable heroine who would look the devil in the eyes and make him say "please". Will she drag the jaded millionaire kicking and grumbling to his happily ever after?

Something is very wrong with my downstairs neighbor. For starters? She appears completely immune to my charms. It's odd... Downright suspicious. But beneath those frowns and pantsuits, I know she feels the connection, too. Why else would she keep filing noise complaints against me? It’s like a cry for help. A demand for me to show up at her door… One look in her barren apartment and I know her job is her life. The last male to see her bedroom probably had a tail and whiskers. I can see she needs my skills. Badly. I happen to have a talent for people—fixing them, persuading them... pleasing them. Except my past rears its ugly head at the worst time. Instead of dating my neighbor, now I’m roped into working with her. But what’s more romantic than a forbidden office fling? I’ll find a way to solve my secret little issue and make time for my new office mate. On the clock, off the clock, on her desk, on my desk… But first, she needs to agree to go on a date with me. I think her exact words were “absolutely no way.” No way? There’s always a way. There's blackmail, bribery, buckets of charm… Maybe all three?