Did Juliet stab Romeo in the back? Mine did. Love is a fickle thing. You think you find it while on a beach on a business trip, and you’re wrong. The beautiful girl that’s captured your attention has been sent there by her father, a rival of the great Manhattan family—my family. She laid the trap real good, and thanks to her curves and beautiful smile, my dumbass fell right into it. But something changed in the middle of our love affair. She stopped believing I was the villain. Good thing, because I never was. A bit of a playboy, sure, but a bad guy? Not a chance. So we’re enemies. ...

It was supposed to be one night. But I wanted more. I always do. Lucky for me she ends up being my newest employee shortly after our rendezvous. Or maybe luck has nothing to do with it. Something seems off—hopefully her clothes. There’s no way we can take things farther now that she’s under me. At the company of course. But then she ends up pregnant and I’m honestly not sure it’s mine. Brilliantly, I tell her that. And now I have to go from Johnny-all-night to a persistent playboy to get her back. Midnight is soon to strike at the masquerade ball. And the love of a lifetime is ...

I’m only interested in a good time. Nothing too serious. But the chemistry between me and my new client is off the charts. My go-to is to get the girl, have some fun, then part ways, friends or not. Her choice. The office romance budding between us leaves me wanting to break my own rules. Then I remember why I put them in place. My father left when I was young. Love seems out of reach. It did for my mom. It does for me. This woman is beautiful, curvy, and smart as hell though. And she challenges me. In all the right ways. The fact that she has a little one stops me dead in my tracks ...

Women. Nothing but trouble and pain there. I should know. They’ve done me dirty before, chasing my fortune and looks. So now? I’m not interested in what I can offer. I’m playing for what I can get. And my sexy new receptionist? She’s everything a man could want in a pair of heels. I need her. She’s a single mother with a heart of gold. Perfect for corrupting. But she’s not so easily swayed. Maybe she’s the one corrupting me and changing my ways. She’s not like the girls who came before her. She doesn’t want my money or lifestyle. She wants my heart. The question is… Am I...

My latest client wants to loosen me up… And not in the ways I was hoping for. She’s a beautiful, free-spirited type of girl, and I’m, well, stiff. Love has kicked me around enough. I’m not interested in being the center of its attention anymore. It can find another guy to play with. This curvy goddess needs a website and my tech firm is perfect for the job. I’m not interested in becoming involved myself until I see her. Then, all bets are off. If I could do some weird science and 3D-print a woman from our machines, I would craft a girl that looks just like her. So now, I’m all ...