Whoever said money can’t buy happiness has never sold their worn panties.
Selling every pair to an anonymous buyer whilst working as a long-haul flight attendant means my lifelong dream is in reach.

A home to call my own.

It’s so close I can almost feel that front door key in my hand.

Until a giant ego in an overpriced suit steals that dream.

He’s smug, cocky, infuriating…

everything I hate.

I do what I must.

I declare war.

But no one ever truly wins on the battlefield.

There will be casualties.

He believes he has me.

I think I know him.

We are both wrong.

It soon becomes clear that discovering who we are to each other isn’t as straightforward as X marks the spot.

★★★★★

This is a standalone steamy romance, which is part of an interconnecting series. (The Men Series.) It is intended for readers aged 18 years and over.