Tutus and leotards are not my thing. Hot ballerina teachers? Yes. But as a single dad, I’m trying to embrace my daughter’s love for ballet. It hasn’t been easy. Until I meet her sexy dance teacher. I’m all about embracing her and all her curves. She might be soft in my hands, but she’s merciless as a teacher. As a father, it’s my job to protect my daughter. But as a man? This teacher has me lying awake at night. I’m willing to throw myself at her pretty pink ballet slippers to get what I want. If only. Things get complicated when money gets involved. I thought I was doing the ...

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. ...

Nothing tastes as sweet as winning over a woman. And this pretty single mom is in my sights. But it’s not her heart I’m after. It’s her chocolate factory. Being a billionaire CPA, my clients expect only the best from me. And the latest wants her candy since it’s almost Valentine’s Day. Not a problem. Nothing I can’t handle. Until I see her working her magic and realize how much she loves what she does. Roses are red and violets may be blue. Me pushing away love is nothing new. Besides, I have to go against my powerful family to destroy this deal I’ve been primed to make happen...

What’s worse than planning your wedding? Glad you asked. Planning your parent’s wedding. Cue eye roll. The icing on the cake, no pun intended, is who I have to plan the wedding with. My soon-to-be stepmother’s daughter. Shoot me. She thinks I’m a piece of work? The girl needs to look in a mirror. Even if her reflection is spectacular. And sexy. And none of my business to admire. I couldn’t care less about seating charts, center pieces, or floral arrangements. I hate myself for knowing what half these things are. But this girl? She’s making the work tolerable. Okay. Fine. Maybe ...

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...