Sure of One

She's one indulgence this single-dad CEO can't have. Or can he?

Jack Sullivan is a man of few words. His cold emotionless countenance shields any glimpse of the human being within. If he didn't hire me to help his daughter, I'd suspect the man sold his soul for success.

He's classically handsome. Confident. Scratch that. He's one cocky mo-fo. Admittedly, I don't have the best track record at picking decent guys, but I'm pretty positive this brooding billionaire with a massive ego is one flashing red warning light.

I agree with his unorthodox plan to move into his home as a favor to a mutual friend. Plus, I need the money and his offer is one I can't refuse, not when the rehabilitation center I founded is running in the red.

The egotistical businessman flat-out told me everyone has a price.

The longer I spend in his oceanfront mansion surrounded by gun-toting security and closed-door meetings, the question I find myself asking is, what is mine?

Contains mature themes.