BOOK DESCRIPTION I hate billionaires. Every single one of them. But when a climate protest erupts into chaos and I'm seconds from being crushed underfoot, the man who pulls me from the pavement isn't just gorgeous — he's infuriating. Commanding. And completely, devastatingly impossible to forget. Alistair Ravenscroft. CEO. Billionaire. The kind of man who parts a crowd just by existing in it. He offers me a deal: one week in his penthouse, full access to resources that could save everything I've spent my life fighting for. It's reckless. It's dangerous. It makes absolutely no sense. I say yes anyway. What I don't know — what I can't know — is that nothing about Alistair Ravenscroft is what it appears to be. The empire behind his empire runs on blood money and buried bodies. And somewhere in his meticulously ordered world is a secret that connects us in ways I never imagined. The deeper I fall, the less I care about getting out. But someone knows who I am. Someone is watching. And when my own buried past begins clawing its way to the surface, the life I thought I was reclaiming might be the very thing that gets us both killed. One deal. One week. One billionaire who will ruin me — and I will love every devastating second of it.