Lust. Desire. Obsession. Jealousy.Emotions I have no right to feel. Anna Petrakova isn’t my wife. She isn’t my girlfriend. Hell, she isn’t even my mistress.
It was only a mistletoe kiss. A mistletoe kiss means nothing. Until my ex-fiance shows up, and suddenly I’m fake dating my little sister’s best friend.
Imagine being snowed in with four hot successful men. P.S. they've all played the hero in too many of your naughtiest dreams. Problem is, you work for them, and that makes them off-limits. Except now the…
