James ‘bosshole’ Hart. Grumpy casino billionaire. Ace of grumps. An Armani clad nightmare who happens to be my boss. So I quit. Or at least, I tried to quit.But he offered me a bet.Double or quits.If I lose then I’m gone. No sweet redundancy package - just out on my cute tush. But if I win, I’ll be James’ boss. I’ll be able to boss the bosshole!I’ll have to ignore his incredible good looks. I’ll have to not think about his beautiful hair which is crying out to be stroked. I’ll have to look away from the bulge in his swimming trunks when he struts around on deck..And I absolutely won’t accidentally flash him when falling off a dinghy.Quitting was easy. But working with this gorgeous grump might just demolish me. This is a short enemies-to-lovers, romantic comedy with lots of laughs and plenty of steam!