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Michael Murphy.
My boss.
My nemesis.
Middle son of a crime family.

That last part should bother me more, but between running Michael’s hotel, dealing with his arrogance and temper, and trying not to melt under his domineering kisses, my hands are full.

But I’ve got it under control.

Or at least I think so until things start happening. Little accidents that keep getting bigger, big enough that Michael is convinced I’m in danger. He says he’ll protect me, and I believe him.

The real question is: can anything protect my heart?