Sexy Australian billionaire Grant Devlin is ruining my life. He exercises shirtless in his office, is notorious for his lunchtime hook-ups, he even yawns sexily. If I didn't need this job so bad, I'd take his black Amex and tell him where to swipe it. He doesn't even know I exist, but why would he? He jets off to Paris with supermodels, I spend Friday nights with Netflix and a chunk of Pepperidge Farm frozen cake—waiting for his call. Because every time he crashes his yacht, or blows $500k on a single roulette spin in Monte Carlo, I’m the PR girl who has to clean up his mess. But this time, it’s going to take more than just a fat charity donation. This time, the whole company is on the line. He needs to show investors that he’s settling down, and Step #1 is pretending to date a nice, stable girl until people forget about what happened with the Playboy Bunnies backstage at the Oscars. My plan is perfect, except for one thing: He picks me.

It was a deal made in the boardroom and sealed in the bedroom. It all seems so simple: pretend to be his fiancéé, his company share prices stabilize, and everyone wins. It’s all just for show. So why does he keep kissing me? And why do I let him? Grant Devlin is the bane of my existence—not the man of my dreams. But now the lines are getting blurred, and between the kissing and the champagne (and did I mention the kissing?) I’m getting way too comfortable as the future Mrs Devlin. Something’s got to give, and it better not be my self-control…

Last week I was in the penthouse with a sexy Australian billionaire. Now I'm back to Netflix Friday nights and leftover takeout. And it's all my fault. I'm the one who left the high life behind, and all because I couldn't bring myself to go through with a sham marriage to my sexy boss Grant Devlin—because I went and fell in love with him for real. I know, stupid. Now he won't talk to me, my job is hanging by a thread, and oh yeah, an evil plot to take over Devlin Media Corp means all my hard work could be for nothing. If we're going to save the company, I need Grant's help. Help that doesn't include hot sex in the copy room. Wish me luck. \The final part of the sexy, romantic Billionaire Bargain trilogy!\