Enemies. Rivals. Lovers. This isn’t a slow burn—it’s a wildfire, and neither of us is making it out unscathed. Not him. Not Mason Price. The smug bastard who’s been gunning for my job since day one. The guy who walks into every room like he owns it—and pisses me off just by breathing. We’re rivals. Enemies. Oil and water. The only thing we’ve ever agreed on? That we can’t stand each other. So how the hell did we end up half-naked in his office after hours? And why does it keep happening? It was supposed to be one mistake. One reckless, desperate kiss. But now I can’t stop thinking about the taste of him—the sound he makes when I push him too far. We’re playing with fire, and it’s going to burn us alive. Because the partners are watching. Every rumor in the firm spreads like wildfire. And if anyone finds out, both our careers go up in smoke. I thought hating Mason was safer. Easier. But somewhere between the late-night arguments and the stolen touches, the man I swore was my enemy has become the only one I can’t live without.