Life might be a struggle, but I’ll never give up on my dreams. Hardworking is my middle name, not that I have a choice. As a single mom who helps run a multi-billion dollar advertising company and helps my ill mother, it’s just required of me. Dating, sex, love? Not at all in the picture. I don’t have time for that. Until Elon. Pain in the ass frat boy pretending to be a man. And they paired the two of us up to work on the biggest project my company has ever seen. But I discover something… He’s not pretending at all. He’s playing a game. One I apparently am not immune to. Every cell in my body pulses when he’s around, the passion overwhelming, the attention desired so bad it hurts. I can't help but wonder if we’ll ever make it past our differences and get this job done or burn up in the fiery passion that consumes us both.