Forever felt impossible.
Heartbreak was inevitable.
Always would cost us everything.
This is not a fairytale.
This is a love story.
There’s only one problem. This war isn’t just about business.
Because when they’re not butting heads… They’re banging headboards.
𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫.
✔ Friends to Lover
✔ Hot Billionaire Chef
✔ Feisty Pastry Chef
✔ Slow burn
✔ Sweet recipe for love
The attraction between us is undeniable and something we can’t ignore.
But there’s a secret that threatens to come between us. When we uncover more than we should, things become dangerous.
You know how the story goes . . .
Boy and girl are childhood best friends.
Boy moves away and devastates girl.
Years later, two strangers meet on the internet and one of them has a secret.
I fear I’m too fragile for the storm raging inside him, too delicate to withstand the pain that buffets him. But he’s too determined…and too tempting.
And sometimes hope soars above even the iciest desolation.
he attraction between us is undeniable and something we can’t ignore. But there’s a secret that threatens to come between us. When we uncover more than we should, things become dangerous.
For the entirety of my adult life, I’ve been content.
Content in my single lifestyle, content in my stressful-but-extremely-successful job as the main corporate counsel for almost every Fortune 500 company in North America, and content in my playful, spontaneous ways.
Kaysen and are happy with our no-strings-attached relationship even though he‘s my boss.
Or so I thought.
Now he wants more.
I’m not capable of giving more of myself, but I’m afraid to lose him.
He’s everything I’ve ever dreamed of but wouldn’t allow myself to have.
I don’t deserve him.
Kaysen doesn’t agree.
He pushed more. “Where were you, Wynter?”
I flicked my wrist, assuming a nonchalance I didn’t feel. “I was just around. Did you miss me?”
“Wynter, you skipped town three days ago without a word.”
I took a deep breath, stalling for a second. “I answered your texts.”
Kaysen stared at me. “And rejected my calls. I know you, Wynter, and I know there’s something going on. Are you okay?”