One boardroom. One past. Zero self-control.

She used to moan my name.

Now she’s barking orders in my boardroom.

And I’m dying to make her lose control again.

Ella Bradshaw is back—fiery, brilliant, and completely off-limits.

She’s the lead strategist on my biggest deal, and I’m her grumpy billionaire boss.

We argue like hell. We flirt like fire.

In Paris, I corner her on the balcony and yank the straps of her overalls down.

She looks up at me, breathless, waiting.

I lean in… then pull back, fists clenched, every nerve on fire.

Because if I don’t, I’ll never stop.

She could cost me my company, my control, everything I’ve built.

But when she looks at me like that…

I’d burn it all down just to finish what we started.