I've given this firm my entire twenties, my weekends, and every ounce of my sanity. The VP spot belongs to me. Or it would, if my billionaire boss's arrogant son didn't just walk into my war room.
Callista Forty floors of glass and ambition, and I rule them all before the sun even comes up. I've earned my ground deal by deal, and I'm one quarter away from the corner office. I don't have time for Remington Hart. He's a charming, glittering, born-on-third-base alphahole who thinks a smile can buy results. But when our boss forces us to co-lead the biggest acquisition of the decade, the prize is simple: winner takes the title. The other gets destroyed. I've never lost on my field, and I don't plan to start now-no matter how hot his hands feel when the office doors close.
Remington She builds financial models like cathedrals and looks at me like I'm a stain on her carpet. I'm used to people bowing to my name, but Callista Houghton remains completely unimpressed. It was supposed to be a game. A simple corporate takeover. But the closer we get, the more her icy scowl lights a fire at the base of my skull that I can't put out. I told myself I wanted to win the deal. I lied. I want her.
But my family's empire demands ruthlessness. To execute my ultimate coup, I have to make a choice: take the crown I've spent a lifetime chasing, or protect the only woman who ever saw the real me underneath the armor.
If I want to keep her, I might just have to burn the whole empire to the ground.
My Arrogant Alphahole is a steamy, fast-paced, workplace enemies-to-lovers romance featuring a hyper-competent heroine, an arrogant billionaire heir who learns to grovel, and enough sizzling office chemistry to melt a boardroom. Standalone short story.