My jerk of a boss is getting married today. Imagine my surprise when I found out that the bride-to-be is me. Graham Locke is cocky, condescending, and looks sinfully sexy wrapped in a thousand dollar suit. He’s also a nightmare to work for. When he sends me a text message asking me to meet him because he’s getting married, I laugh out loud. Who would marry him? It turns out I do. I literally marry my boss. It’s not for love. I can’t say it’s entirely for money, but that does factor into my decision to become Mrs. Locke for ninety days. Three months will fly by, right? Wrong. Within twenty four hours, I’m counting the seconds until I can go back to being Trina Shaw. I persevere because I’m not one to give up even though I seriously consider it. It doesn’t take long before I discover that my husband isn’t the man I thought he was. The secrets he keeps hidden close to his heart may end up breaking mine.

He’s dangerous, addictive, and my newest assignment. The future I desperately crave rests in the palm of his hand. Breathtakingly handsome and painfully private, he’s the sinner who killed a saint. That’s what the world sees when they catch a glimpse of Kavan Bane. He’s the mysterious billionaire tucked away in his penthouse high above Manhattan. My job is to understand him. His goal is to break me. Only one of our hearts will survive. Let the cruel games begin.

I called the police on my cocky, condescending neighbor last night. Today I found out he’s my new billionaire boss. My neighbor could win an award for being the rudest man in New York City. It wouldn’t kill him to hold the elevator for me when I’m running late. He also plays music way too loud, entertains a lot, and constantly knocks on my door for no good reason. Whenever I do answer, I tell him to get lost. His response is always the same – his signature smirk and a wink. He tosses me a goddamn wink because he knows he’s that good-looking. Last night he had a party. I’m all for having fun, but when it dragged on past midnight, I went next door and asked the arrogant jerk to tone it down. He offered me a drink and told me to lighten up. Lighten up? I did what any woman who needed to sleep would do. I called the police, hoping they could get him to shut up. It worked… until this morning. Today is my first day at my new job. It might also be my last because I just caught sight of my ridiculously handsome boss, and this time, he’s not wearing handcuffs.

My older brother’s best friend crashed my twenty-first birthday party. Then he took me home with him. Harrison Keene is the type of man women chase. So they can yell at him. He’s as arrogant as they come. Sinfully handsome and annoying blunt, he was born with a diamond-encrusted silver spoon in his mouth. Harrison is the heir to the Keene family fortune. He also happens to be my older brother’s best friend. Add the biggest jerk in Manhattan to that list because Harrison crashed my twenty-first birthday party. He overheard me making plans to meet my friends at a bar on the Lower East Side, so he decided to show up without an invitation. Unsurprisingly, within twenty minutes of his arrival, Harrison did something that got us tossed out of the bar. I tried to walk away, but Harrison wouldn’t let me. He insisted I go home with him. I knew I shouldn’t, but I did it anyways. When I woke up the next morning in his bed, everything between us had changed. The Buck Boys Heroes series features New York City billionaires and the women they fall hopelessly in love with. Don’t let the name of this series fool you. These irresistible men are ready to buck things up in a very good way!

A red-hot billionaire offered me a ride home. I’m about to find out if he’s as greedy in the bedroom as he is in business. The night I met Declan Wells, I was dressed as a fairytale princess. He looked like the devil in disguise. When my rideshare driver was a no-show, Declan offered me a lift home. Since we worked in the same building in Lower Manhattan, I didn’t see the harm in it. I had no idea that night would end with my gown and tiara on Declan’s bedroom floor. I had more fun than I’ve ever had before, so when Declan suggested a friends-with-extra-fun-benefits arrangement, I was completely on board. As an attorney, I don’t have time for a serious relationship, and after my messy divorce, I’m determined to honor my commitment to put my career before everything else. But then, Declan walks into my law firm with an offer too good to pass up. Agreeing to represent him is the best decision I’ve ever made. Or is it the worst?

I’m a fragrance chemist with a genius IQ. He’s a hotshot, dirty-talking lawyer. So long, virginity. I almost have it all including a loving family, a not-too-annoying best friend, and a thriving career I’m proud of. What I don’t have and have never had is a lover. I’m a… (wait for it because I have)… twenty-nine-year-old virgin. I’m determined to change that on my thirtieth birthday. I devise a plan to make it happen. The plan consists of a hookup app and some liquid courage in the form of a few glasses of champagne. My perfect plan falls apart when I blurt out to the hottest man on the planet that I’m still carrying my V-card. Being the gentleman he is, he offers to help me out. I should say no because he’s my sister’s boss, but he’s too good to pass up. I mean, the offer is too good to pass up. (Either way, I’m not about to turn him down.) Rook Thorsen will be my first, and then we’ll part ways because he has a law firm to run and a daughter to raise. I have a heart that I protect at all costs, so our first time arrangement suits me just fine. Until I realize that one night with Rook isn’t nearly enough.