Her Deal with the Devil

A guy on top of the world, in total control and loving it. Who would have guessed the laid-back charmer had ambition?

He’d never shared any of his plans with her—had never showed any interest in business beyond teasing her about taking such a manic interest in Seaborns.

She’d been surprised when he’d absconded to Paris—had assumed it had been to live the high life on his family money.

After that first kiss she’d reluctantly kept an eye on him, had followed him on the internet for six months, surprised by mentions of him doing an internship at Fourde Fashion headquarters.

Pity those internet hits had also shown her the type of life she envied: parties and nightclub openings and theatre galas. The type of life she’d secretly craved but had been too focused on work, on proving herself, on seeking approval, to do anything about.