Sexy Australian billionaire Grant Devlin is slowly ruining my life. He became famous for his shirtless exercises, having sex in his office during lunch, he even yawns sexy. If I didn't need this job so badly, I would take his black American Express Card and tell him that I had stolen it for good. He doesn't even know about my existence, and why would he know? On Friday night, he flies to Paris with super models, and I spend the evening with Netflix, watching TV, and a slice of Pepperidge Farm frozen cake, waiting for his call. Because every time he crashes his yacht, or blows away $500 thousand at roulette in Monte Carlo, I volunteer, the PR girl who has to clean up this whole mess.

But this time, he's going to do much more than just make generous charitable donations. This time the whole company has to be present and involved because he wants to show investors that he has calmed down, and Step #1 in this direction is naturally to date a good, permanent girl until people forget what happened to Playboy pussies over backstage at the Oscars.

My plan is perfect, except for one thing: he takes me with him.

The book contains real sex scenes and is intended for 18+